It's No Reason - The Church

Crocodile skin water, city shadows wait

Put your head into your hands, the ending is so great

Take a ride to sundown, buy a ticket home

Take all the things I’ve bought you, leave all the rest alone

Marble skins turn human, people fade to gray

Put your head into my hands we’ll make them go away

As you’re crying softly, you won’t ever be disturbed

Red on pink, the sun will sink, have you even heard?

And the colors take me down

It’s no reason to be sad

And you leave without a sound

It’s no reason to be glad

Salty tears are wasted, children lie awake

Put your head into my hands, don’t let your spirit break

Black smoke from the chimneys, white smoke from the hills

Everything is moving, but we’re standing still

Celebrations fading, boats upon the waves

Put your head into my hands, trying to be brave

The carnival has packed up, the storm has left us peace

Poppies sleep undamaged, we drive into the east