Stop right there I feel it in my hair The slowing down of time When we're on the island Drink me up A vessel, buttercup They say the colours shine If you really like it Take me down To where the sailors drown And all the waves build tombs With their electric rooms Dark black cloud, Please come and be my shroud This little moth's gone blind, pressed against the neon Mad but soft, Ready now to sit and watch Red marquees and argyle ties Crash into their deathbeds No more kids To prove that we're convinced That there's a nice, safe room Without a poison bloom And we've been so ambitious And we make laws that kill Without a voice of reason Without a breath at all If you wanna feel bad, then hang back But if you're only kinda sad, join the pack Oh, pray for sudden rain Oh, might not win again Stop right there Stop right there I feel it now I'm feeling down