The Church - It's no reason

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 your 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