Colin Vearncombe (black)

no-one, none, nothing

The walls are closing in
And who will drive you out?
Who will clear your dreams
of your heartâ??s debris?

Thereâ??s no-one, none, nothing
In the fullness of time

But oh such a stupid boy
To wear his pain like a badge
I though I mattered
My mistake

Thereâ??s no-one, none, nothing
In the fullness of time

So many