I have written enough I've enough to sing For a song of remembering Everything moves Everyone's laughing Moving through the city of pa**ing I've written enough Enough for a while I've written enough Enough for a while And everyone moves Beyond the past Everything moves But outside these photographs Everything die The cycles of time Everyone is Pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing through I remember these streets I remember these faces No-one here ever ages Angels fronting machines Crowding the streets There must be some kind of factory where The angels are made To just be replaced I've written enough Enough for today And everyone moves Beyond the past Everything moves But outside these photographs Everything dies The cycles of time Everyone is Pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing through And everyone moves Beyond the past Everything moves But outside these photographs Everything dies The cycles of time Everyone is Pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing Pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing, pa**ing through