Think of England - IAMX

In the grip of the winter came
love and greed
insane with faith I took the driving front seat
in the lowlife comfort of Berlin streets
the car from emptiness directed with my body heat

I was alone at the front line
the message I was told
was the triumph and the joy of a lifetime

I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire the fire
I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire the fire


in the twilight hours of nervous rest
I bought the beast before believing the threat
in a foreign field I cut no regrets
the poison stories just repeat themselves
in a

up mess

I was alone for the first time
the message I was told
was the triumph and the joy of a lifetime

I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire the fire
I just can't think of England
I can't see the picture
I'm still running from the fire the fire

I just can't think of England
Can't see the picture
Can't see the picture
Can't see the picture