Cold Cave - The Great Pan Is Dead lyrics
[Cold Cave - The Great Pan Is Dead lyrics]
Tell me when the world is ending
You won't be there still pretending
I was just someone you would love to love
But never love
I know people without substance
Will fill themselves with substances
But then, honey child there was us
There still is
I will come running
Gunning through the years hunting heart
Crushing fear
I am still haunting down the roads I know
Of the hell that begs and burns below
Tell me that the stars exploded
Heaven caved in earth corroded
I was still breaking my body in
When you first touched me
I know people will say
We've thrown our lives away
But is there a trail to salvation
Or salvation anyway?
I will come running
Gunning through the years hunting heart
Crushing fear
I am still haunting down the roads I know
Of the hell that begs and burns below
Their love laughs at locksmiths
We're smashing through the windows
Of delicate dream homes
I feel so crowded alone
The empathy of breaking chains
The sympathy in crashing waves
Careful boy, caution girl
I do not think we were meant for this world
I will come running
Gunning through the years hunting heart
Crushing fear
Forever haunted by the roads I know
And if not above i'll see you below
You won't be there still pretending
I was just someone you would love to love
But never love
I know people without substance
Will fill themselves with substances
But then, honey child there was us
There still is
I will come running
Gunning through the years hunting heart
Crushing fear
I am still haunting down the roads I know
Of the hell that begs and burns below
Tell me that the stars exploded
Heaven caved in earth corroded
I was still breaking my body in
When you first touched me
I know people will say
We've thrown our lives away
But is there a trail to salvation
Or salvation anyway?
I will come running
Gunning through the years hunting heart
Crushing fear
I am still haunting down the roads I know
Of the hell that begs and burns below
Their love laughs at locksmiths
We're smashing through the windows
Of delicate dream homes
I feel so crowded alone
The empathy of breaking chains
The sympathy in crashing waves
Careful boy, caution girl
I do not think we were meant for this world
I will come running
Gunning through the years hunting heart
Crushing fear
Forever haunted by the roads I know
And if not above i'll see you below