Besedila: David Gray. Flesh. Made up My Mind.

Lightening strikes, silver motorbikes
Roaring down the open road
Wind on my skin, I'm hungry to begin
And my cup has overflown

So let fall the rain down into these desert veins
I'm taking back what they stole
These diamonds in the mine can afford to become fine
In someone elses pigeon hole

So I made up my mind
I made up my mind
Gonna move on ahead
Instead of lagging behind

Half past seven way up in the heaven
The stars are singing in the sky
Lying half dressed, your head upon my breast
Listening to the oceans lullaby

Standing where we are, it seems so far
From the cold light of day
With the faces full of grief and the grinding up of teeth
Has been eating my belief away

So I made up my mind
I made up my mind
Gonna move on ahead
Instead of lagging behind
Instead of lagging now

Cracks in the veneer and the light, so severe
Shining down the avenue
Try to join the throng but it's feeling all wrong
What are you supposed to do

Shoulder that despair take a lung of dirty air
Turn to watch the sun set red
And the ruins of a culture of a sky that's filled with vultures
Circling over your head

So I made up my mind
I made up my mind
Gonna move on ahead
Instead of lagging behind
Instead of lagging behind

I made up my mind
I made up my mind
I made up my mind
I made up my mind