When London Burns

Take a breath

Take a look

Think of all the lies it took

To set you free again

Rest awhile

If you can

In this shadow hides a man

Who'll never walk again

Not that it matters or that you will ever know

To you reality is just what's put on show

Another game to sell, another crust to earn

Another fiddle to play when London burns

Take a breath

Take a look

Think of all the lies it took

To set you free again

Rest awhile

If you can

In this shadow hides a man

Who'll never walk again

Like a fool whose memories have dimmed and waned

You hail a past that would be better left unclaimed

You throw a party for yesterday's ghosts

That's no surprise to me, looking at the host

Take a breath, take a look