We call it sorrow

We built it, a house for fallen heroes

You're looking like a Cold Arab Spring

Drained of all the colour Spring brings

And when I feel lost I hear you say

"Find a way"

Honey, so you're not a centre fold

So what?

In a pinup world you'll get stuck

And you're always saying

The times they are changing

The sun's still the same as ever was

And when I feel lost I hear you say

"Find a way"

Take your chances

With olive branches

And red synthetic love