NO WAY OUT

So many different colours

So many different looks

I am van ordinaire

I never quite had that look

I’ve kissed meaningless faces

I’ve stared into hopelessness

I wandered into dying gardens

So apathetic and in distress

We wail and scream and cry and shout

All in search of some way out

I am just an imitation

Someone else’s machination

You wail and scream and cry and shout

Poor you, there's no way out

You are just the limitation

Of my own imagination

Too many nothing people

Too much beige and grey

It's all so vanilla

I never really liked that look

I’ve watched a thousand pictures

Disappear in a day.

And we wonder why our children

Trivialise what we say.

We wail and scream and cry and shout

All in search of some way out

I am just an imitation

Someone else’s machination

You wail and scream and cry and shout

Poor you, there's no way out

You are just the limitation

Of my own imagination

WORDS & MUSIC BY THE HOLY HOUR

RECORDED & PRODUCED BY RORY ATTWELL

DRUMS: RYAN GRIEVE

BASS & BACKING VOCALS: RORY ATTWELL