When the photographs you're taking now are taken down again
When the heavy clouds that hide the sun have gone
The millions of us on the hill from the star to lands end
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We are flying over black sands
In a glass aeroplane
Crashing in slow motion
In another cityscape game
Where the feeling is supernatural
Like passing into other worlds
We're ending this dissolution when the mother-ship it explodes
When the photographs you're taking now are taken down again
When the heavy clouds that hide the sun have gone
The millions of us on the hill from the star to lands end
When photographs you're taking now are taken now press send
We were walking as zombies on over
When the photographs you're taking now are taken down again
When the heavy clouds that hide the sun have gone
The millions of us on the hill from the star to lands end
When photographs you're taking now are taken now press send