In pitch dark I go walking in your landscape broken branches trip me as I speak just coz you feel it doesnt mean its there just coz you feel it doesnt mean its there There's always a siren Singing you to shipwreck Steer away from these rocks We'd be a walking disaster just coz you feel it doesn't mean its there just coz you feel it doesn't mean its there There there why so green and lonely and lonely and lonely heaven sent you to me to me to me we are accidents waiting waiting to happen we are accidents waiting waiting to happen