Lydon

Coming out of nowhere and you're still out of town
Contemplating [?] but you're put out of [?]
Index finger broken so you put it on ice
Dormant for it, take it but you're blooming tonight

It's gonna pull the shock on your efforts
But it'll settle in as it learns
Heavy head full of unfinished starts
Half remembered when waking up

Press the palms of her hands in to crestfallen eyes
For a moment everything was conceptualised
You won't let him know it but you still act surprised
Time passes so slowly until one day it flies
Patiеntly awaiting me a world of excess
Slowly whilе we navigate it turn out the lights
(Black)