we?re all the same Skin And though you?re fading fast Your dreamings? free But sometimes you see those eyes in the sky There?s poison in the walls The revolution never called So don?t go outside like a child in the streets Hanging on by claws Another useless empty cause And now we?re all the same Skin Mrs. Morgan Mrs. Morgan?s neighbours have finally had enough ?cause she?s been telling fortunes and now she?s called their bluff ?cause no one likes their secrets walking ?round the town and everyone?s defeated as the light just shivers down she never wanted to see the rain it?s an easy greasy Sunday the dew?s still on the lawn a plane is writing letters ?people you?ve been warned? and the neighbourhood is praying now their secret?s been revealed and Mrs. M keeps saying there?s one thing you can?t steal she never wanted to see the rain but sometimes it crumbles like sand through your hands and sometimes it cracks and cracks she never wanted to see the rain In Her Diary In her diary are photographs of some people she's known Stuck with tape to the page and written beneath are words For these people she's known these people she's known written in ink simple words the kind you find sometime written in stone written in stone In her diary are chapters of a book she wrote The time and place the recent past but she can't seem to find how those people spoke or told