It was a saffron day on the avenue   I took the evening train back to my dark room   And the periwinkle sky was just the night in disguise   Oh and everything eventually turns grey      Well if you saw me now, I'd still talk at my shoes   And if I saw you now, your eyes would still be blue   And believing your own lies seemed like such a good idea   But you see your father's eyes when you look into the mirror   Oh and everything eventually turns grey      It takes one hour to burn   What was twenty years to come   And we're all rubble at the bottom   And it's all falling down   Yeah it's all falling down      The creases there, and my crooked spine   The bold headlines now, a linear design   Oh and everything eventually turns grey      It takes one hour to burn   What was two hundred years to come   And we're all rubbled at the bottom   And it's all falling down   And it's all falling down   Yeah it's all falling down      Now, now it's getting yellow at the edges   Cracking at the corners   Bending at the knees   You're getting blue in the face   From screaming the warning   And no one's listening   It's hard to see, we turn away   We're slowly walking underground   Ashes to ashes now, ashes to ashes now   Now your old idyllic hope is just   A shipwreck on the shore   And now your old idyllic hope is just   A shipwreck on the shore