Besedila: Triffids (The). Treeless Plain. Place In The Sun.

Let's not talk about love/that's something you feel for a dog or a cat
And you can tell him all your troubles/& that puppy dog won't answer back
You may shut your shutters, you may draw your blinds and run
But you'll never find, no you'll never find your place in the sun,
You may throw in your lob/you may hop on a train & never come back
You may even leave a note confirming that those dirty rumours,
Well they were all hard facts
You may tell yourself that you cannot trust anyone
But you'll never find, no you'll never find your place in the sun
You may climb these mountains, you may look down on everyone
But you'll never find your place in the sun