Scratch the ice, let the telephone ring
Sense of time is a powerful thing
And we love to laugh, love to cry half alive
We love to go slow when we're dancing for rain
Dry skin flakes where there's ice in the vein
And we love to cry half alive
Is this the start of the breakdown?
Scratch the earth, dig the burial ground
Sense of time would be easily found
And ten out of ten for the ones who defend
Pretend to breakdown as a final demand
We stand firm with our head in our hands
As we love to cry half alive
Is this the start of the breakdown?
I can't understand you
Is this the start of the breakdown?
I can't understand you
Is this the start of the breakdown?
Break - break - down - break - break
I can't understand you
Is this the start of the breakdown? ....
Writer(s): Roland Orzabal
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