Colder

I'm in love with everything. With every face I've ever seen. And every place I've ever been. Has left it's mark upon my worries. I colour in the world I see. I pick apart the melody. 'Cause maybe there's a symphony. Caught inside but there's no way out. And the sky is falling down and there's an angel on the ground it's getting colder. I'm standing looking down there's not a sound around the town it's getting colder. Colder. I would show you everything. But everything is too extreme. We'll wait and see the entropy. At the end when we all start flying. But the sky is falling down and there's an angel on the ground it's getting colder. I'm standing looking down there's not a sound around the town it's getting colder. Oh… The sky is falling down and there's an angel on the ground it's getting colder. I'm standing looking down there's not a sound around the town it's getting colder. The sky is falling down and there's an angel on the ground it's getting colder. I'm standing looking down again but you can't help me now it's getting colder. Oh…