Текст песни The Leisure Society - The Fine Art Of Hanging On

In the madness an Island, another lame animal
G F
Defeating the odds with a fistful of avalon
G Am
The pages are angels narrating the downfall
C F G
The blood in the vein is all that we've ever known

C Dm
If there's nothing above us and nothing below us
G F
And nothing between us, then how do I get over that?
G Am
A failure a saviour, the fine art of hanging on
C F G
Has whipped us to lift a life from the remnants

G C F G C F
And we put it all together, a port in the eye of the storm
F G Am C F
Does it pain you that the flame we thought would grow now burns so low?
F G C
La, La, La la la la la

C Dm
We were boarding the tall ships, eclipsing Oblivion
G F
Deciding it all sang a Whole new significance
G Am
It's made in the waiting, afloat on a reservoir
C F G
It's borne us to form a start from an ending

G C F G C F
And we put it all together, a port in the eye of the storm
F G Am C F
Does it pain you that the flame we thought would grow now burns so low?
F G C Am
La, La, La la la la la la la
F G C
La, La, La la la la la

G Am C F F G C
Does it pain you that the flame we thought would grow now burns so low