Apocolips - Turin Brakes

Hey, come with me 'round the way

I’ll be the clouds, you be the rain

Hey, we’ll find another way

I’ll help take away all your pain

Most people have

Most things these days

Hey, today’s a brand new day

Bubbles in bottles to celebrate

Hey, we fell off all the rails

North wind taken away off sails

Most people have

Most things these days

They think it’s all apocolips

Hey, send the personal eclipse

Silhouette sister or a wish

They think it’s all apocolips

Turning a flick of a switch

Most people have

Most things these days

Flowers by the roadside is all that is left

You can feel your hands and feel your pockets for your last breath

Clap your hands, get on your knees, a dead man’s shoes

Only one thing’s for certain that you can’t choose

Most people have

Most things these days

Flowers by the roadside is all that is left

You can feel your hands and feel your pockets for your last breath

Clap your hands, get on your knees, a dead man’s shoes

Only one thing’s for certain that you can’t choose

They think it’s all apocolips