CHROMATICS “BACK FROM THE GRAVE“

In A White Room Where The Grass Would Grow The Music Was Slow All The Pleasure Pain Washed Away Like The Rain Babies Are Born Monsters Are Born Memories Fade Like A Thief In The Night They Try To Put Out The Light When I Look At The Sky Well I Wish I Was Gone Because Mother You’re Gone Father You’re Gone Lover You’re Gone Other You’re Gone Mother Father Lover Hero Pleasure Other Mothers Are Born Fathers Are Born Lovers Are Born Others Are Born Like A Thief In The Night They Try To Put Out The Light Memories Fade I Wish I Was Gone Because Mother You’re Gone Father You’re Gone Lover You’re Gone Other You’re Gone