Bush
"Distant Voices"


I never thought I'd get away 
Cos all there is, is faded for us today 
Maybe you sleep well in your head 
Don't bring on the night and cold moon born instead 
Cos I'm gonna find my way 
To the sun If destroy myself 
Swallowing habits die real hard 
And the coat she wore could not conceal the scars 
Beneath the magic of her lace 
Are a thousand lonely faces 
She can't place 
Cos I'm gonna find my way 
To the sun If I destroy myself 
I can't move on I'm gonna find my way to the sun 
If I destroy myself I can 
Shine on 
Shine 
Shine 
Shine 
Sooner or later masturbator lose 
Stationary westway running from you 
And true to self-destruct in veins 
We have found a way to keep the gift that remains 
Cos I'm gonna find my way to the sun 
If I destroy myself I can move on 
Cos I'm gonna find my way to the sun 
If I destroy myself I can shine on 
Shine 
Shine