Desperate Days

Desperate days, nothing on the airways

People just standing around

Talking on corners

Waiting for the end to come

Jezebel prays, alone on the runway

Looking for a hand to hold

Everywhere’s the same, no-ones to blame

The escalator's jammed

Everyone’s running up and down

At the same time

Who could have guessed the end of the line

Would look like this

Jezebel sings of praise

She never sang before

Desperate days, nothing on the airways

People just standing around

Sitting on fences

Waiting for times to change

Jezebels kneels, in the rain on the runaway

Crying for love that’s gone

No-ones to blame, ain’t it a shame

The escalator jammed

Theres nowhere to go, nowhere left to go

The destination failed

We aimed for the sky, we aimed too high

Now we’ve gone to ground

Jezebel sings songs of praise

She never sang before

Desperate days, nothing on the clock face

People drifting around

Taking no chances

Waiting for the bang to come

Jezebel waves goodbye on the runway

Trying hard to understand

Empty paper, empty pages

The indicators blank

Theres nothing to say, nothing left to saves

It’s too far gone

The planes were in the sky, when the fuel ran dry

We were forced to land

Jezebel sings songs of praise

She never ever sang before