Manic Street Preachers, Mark Lanegan - Blank Diary Entry lyrics

In a garden full of locusts
Pain was a crying man
Wrapped in several kinds of skin
Seeking consolation in machines

Stuck in a hole of collapsing time
Locked into solitude by body state and mind
A silent tension drags and weakens
In a hollow room the darkness deepens
The curve steepens

Just another blank diary entry
The emptiness tells it's own story
A blank diary entry
A slow painful goodbye to glory
A goodbye to glory

A gentle murmuration concealed to all but me
Estranged sad and softened
In a low sky by the sea, patiently

Disciplined desirеs and toxic agendas
Polished by light yet still half rеmembered
Fatigued - tired ragged and distressed
No way out of this unholy
Mess - I must confess

Just another blank diary entry
The emptiness tells it's own story
A blank diary entry
A slow painful goodbye to glory
A goodbye to glory

Just another blank diary entry
The emptiness tells it's own story
Blank diary entry
A slow painful goodbye to glory
A goodbye to glory