Lousy Pictures

Where did you go?
Across the sea?
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines?
Where did you go?
Across the sea?
Sat on the beach
With the rusting machines?

I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
There was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing

Become an angel with its wings on fire
Here comes an angel with its wings on fire
I’m in the basement delivering the hours

God made mistakes
We threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high
God made mistakes
We threw rocks at the sky
Old cities where they built things high

I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing
I know there was a time
Before we were born
We stood in the trees
Heads filled with nothing

They had a photograph
A lousy picture of you
Just something to remind

Become an angel with its wings on fire
Here comes an angel with its wings on fire
I'm in a basement delivering the hours
I'm in a basement just killing the hours