The Church - I Kept Everything lyrics

rate me

I kept everything

Mornings and days paraded through space

And stripped of all their meaning

I saved everything

But this afternoon I just ran out of room

I haven't got the foggiest

Yeah (yeah, yeah) let me get this straight

If it's a matter of luck (yeah, yeah)

Or a matter of fate

I'm a tiny little flash in a damaged universe

You know what makes it bettter only makes it worse

Trying to find you

Try to remind you

Trying to find you

I see everything

Glitter and glamour, the bitter, the hammer

That smashes up the evening

I heard everything

Buzzes and creaks, cymbals and shrieks

I haven't got a feeling left

Wait (yeah, yeah)

Let me sort this out

If it's a question of faith (yeah, yeah)

Or a question of doubt

You're an undiscovered wonder in a desolated place

I wonder who's representing you, handling your case

Trying to find you

Try to remind you

Trying to find you

(Yeah, yeah)

(Trying to find you) (Oh, oh)