Solutions

Artists : Bush : Solutions

The devil you know
Is back here again
The devil is stoned
He’s making friends

We move
We break
We're sun
We're shade
You come
You go
We’re fast
We’re slow

Blood on your dress
Hole in your sky
Blanket has gone
To permanent night

We’re glued
We break
We all
Dilate
We please
We pain
Again

She checks her head
She’s in the smoke
Figuring which way to turn
Now she's got the rope

We need solutions
A brain megaphone
We need solutions
A brain megaphone

You've broken your shoes
You look like winter
You’re all in a bruise
Handful of splinters

We brood
We flake
We torch
We take
Rebound
Rebirth
Cocooned
From hurt

I could be wrong
I could be right
But do you think we'll make it
Out of here alive

We need solutions
A brain megaphone
We need solutions
We need to call this home
A brain megaphone…

She makes me see God
I’m out on a line
Any way the pleasure comes

Oh
We need solutions
A brave megaphone
We need solutions
We got to call this home
Home…