A Hundred Million Suns lyrics

You cool your bed-warm hands down on the broken radiator,
And when you lay them freezing on me, I mumble "can you wake me later?"
But I don't really want you to stop and you know it so it doesn't stop you
And run your hands from my neck to my chest

Crack the shutters open wide, I wanna bathe you in the light of day
And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body

A little after twelve
the function suite was full
of people I had never seen before.

Ripped up ticket stubs
confettied on the floor.
It dawned on me I'd seen it all before.

Cool your beans my son.
You look a f**king mess.
No one's getting out of here tonight.

Hit that button there.
The one that just says wrong.
And we'll lose our mind to all our favourite songs.

Throw forward to later

Only the faintest only the faintest glance buries you buries me
So fire your engine see if I give a damn we'll be dust instantly
Caught in a jet stream caught in a gorgeous howl
all the world lost in noise
Use me forever use as rocket fuel i'll be air i'll be fire

You say you love me like the silence of the turning earth
You say you love me like the endless roar of modern of life

Two weeks later like a surplus reprieve
I found a hair the length of yours on my sleeve
I wound it round and round my finger so tight
It turned purple and a pulse formed inside

And I knew the beat 'cause it matched your own beat
I still remember it from our chest to chest and feet to feet
The easy silence then was a sweet relief to this hush
Of ovens, aeroplanes and of distant car horns

Hold on, hold, let me get the words out before I burst.
There's no truth at all, poking at the giant eyes of ancient gods.
Cool heads have failed, now it's time for me to have my turn.
Kiss me, kiss me, life is way too short to scream and shout.

Flashed up in my wildest dreams, the dark red blood streams
Stretching out like vast cracked ice.

The yellowed page of the books and books I'd forgotten that I had
These paperbacks they know their age they smell of weight
and time that's resting warm
The opened box beside the endless box parade that haunts my house
Is fit to split with photographs that tell the wanderlust
of years smashed on to years

When all this actual life played out
Where the hell on Earth was I?

Just close your eyes
And count to five
Let's craft the only thing we know into surprise

Set down your glass
I painted this
To look like you and me forever as we're now

And I'm shaking and I'm still
When you're eyes meet mine I lose simple skills
Like to tell you all I want, is now

You sing, and I'm killed
I'm just not the same
As I was a year ago
And each minute since then

Take back the city for yourself tonight
Or I'll take back the city for me
Take back the city for yourself tonight
Whoa

God knows you put your life into its hands
And it's both cradled you and crushed
But now it's time to make your own demands
Whoa

All these years later and it's killing me
Your broken records in words
Ten thousand craters where it all should be
Whoa

Tell me that you want to dance
I want to feel your pulse on mine
Just treat me like a stolen glance
To yourself

A dark shape on a golden floor
A sleeping planet with a molten core
From above we'd cut a slow eight shape
And much more

I'm a peasant in your princess arms
Penniless with only charm
As we're leveled by the low, hot lights
And disarmed

I'm not afraid of anything even time

(I) What If This Storm Ends?

What if this storm ends?
And I don't see you
As you are now
Ever again

The perfekt halo
Of gold hair and lightning
Sets you off against
The planet's last dance

Just for a minute
The silver forked sky
Lit you up like a star
That I will follow

Now it's found us
Like I have found you
I don't want to run
Just overwhelm me

What if this storm ends?

The winters mar the Earth
It's floor was frozen glass
You slip into my arms
And you quickly correct yourself
Your freezing speech bubbles
Seem to hold your words aloft
I want the smoky clouds of laughter
To swim about me forever more

I will race you to the waterside
And from the edge of Ireland shout out loud
So they could hear it in America
It's all for you

The shells crack under our shoes