Texty: The Cure. Pornography. A Strange Day.

Give me your eyes
That I might see the blind man kissing my hands
The sun is humming
My head turns to dust as he plays on his knees

And the sand and the sea grows
I close my eyes
Move slowly through drowning waves
Going away on a strange day

And I laugh as I drift in the wind
Blind, dancing on a beach of stone
Cherish the faces as they wait for the end
A sudden hush across the water and we're here again

And the sand and the sea grows
I close my eyes
Move slowly through drowning waves
Going away on a strange day

My head falls backs
And the walls crash down
And the sky and the impossible explode
Held for one moment I remember a song
An impression of sound, then everything is gone
Forever

A strange day