Ian McCulloch - Candleland

Get your handful of remembrance For you to sprinkle through your life In between the penance That you carry by your side With the make belief and miracles That only come alive In Candleland, Candleland Wear your guilt like skin And keep your sins disguised Take some salt and sugar And rub it in your eyes You'll know that somethings left you Just as you arrive In Candleland, Candleland I walked back inside me I'd gone back for my youth As I came down the fire escape It must have stayed up on the roof They say you just know And that knowing is the proof Of Candleland, Candleland Candleland (candle)...Candle, candle, Candleland