The Lost World [A Splash Of White]

You set sail and it changed is all, I sent you word in a coca cola bottle, by the time it left the shore, I heard a song that suggested it's too late. You left a note in a folded map that gave no hint to write you back and I'm certain your hurt is fleeting and we all feel just the same.

Daylight dissolves into the ocean, bleeding into something lost. A spectrum of colour from orange to blue and I can't help but think...

Posters faint from off the walls, hung by tape that's timid by sullen change. I'm reminded that nothings 'ideal' now, this clever nightmare keeps lying to me. You left a note in a folded map that said "Don't worry this country's flat and we're really not too distant but space between is debilitating!"

Your waterproofs are cold weathered, drenched in hail, you're sick to the stomach...I hope you think of home, I'm certain your hurt is fleeting, we're all alone.

We're so alike, we're so alone. We're so alike, we're all alone.

Written by Chris Yeoman - The Cardiac Solution