Skeletal city highs. Crazies with dumb replies. Nobody's eyes anymore. Frown on your beggar's face. Walking this lunarscape. Nothing in my lackaday. Chorus. We'll all be right. We'll all be right. We'll all be right in the now. We all go through. We all go through. We all go through it sometimes. Somebody's space to rent. Somebody's soul to dent. Dog is in every word. Hiding the flames of power. Hiding us home by home. Nearly got out yesterday. Chorus. Trouble it travels on the wing. Doorway to door. Open your eyes. Nothing remains. A secret love between us. Nothing can hide for long. We are the morning song. Holding my breath anyway. Chorus (x2)