Could not make it up Sitting in the garden Listening to the radio Cinder forming into great clouds What’s it to me anyhow? Wish I knew How to tell you the mess I’m in Love is that the final sound? Strangeness passing deep inside me now What’s with the face With the half mast frown? If I give up Do I give up now? Goodnight Goodnight getting out alive What’s it to me anyhow? Colours shifting like a landslide So many times I’ve seen myself in the breaker yard Love is that the final sound? Now I see the fear in your eyes loud What’s with the face With the half mast frown? If I give up Do I give up now? What’s with the face With the half mast frown? Whistling wind Strange to me Whistling wind Ah Whistling wind Strange to me Could not Could not make it up Sitting in the garden Listening to the radio Mumbling the words Like the first time around Wish I knew Wish I knew the words to this one Love is that the final sound?