Lyrics Poets of the Fall

Poets of the Fall

Clevermind

Looking at the road that rises up ahead

I thought I'd learned a thing or two

But this is where it's all made new

N' I gotta throw my hands up

I can't go on if I can't stop

Look the leaves are dead

The moments gone, there's no surrender

Forever now unsaid

The words that might've warmed December

Cos it's all inside your head

Like fragments of a dream you remember

So never mind, your clever mind, never mind me

Staring at the ceiling from my bed

I thought I'd earned a chance or few

Thought I'd be paid in due

Time isn't made for waiting

Past isn't worth debating

Look the leaves are dead...

Feeling like a fool again

Just need a new direction

a new beginning , a new beginning

I can't hold back and I can't hold on

It's all about gratification

See me running, see me running

Look the leaves are dead.