December de David Gray

All my tears will dry away
all my tears will dry away
all my tears will dry away
Words don't bother me no more
black money falling to the floor
flags out on the balconies
black money washing to the seas
oh my mind
what happened to the time
december
All my house got blown away
all my house got blown away
all my house got blown away
walls of glass and walls of stone
got blown away
Stations in the neon light
your body strange as dynamite
killers underneath our skins
black mirrors black hyacinths
oh my eyes
What happened to the skies
december
december
december