Mark Hollis
The Gift
[Verse]
So sold out
How dear you are
How on earth
Did you come to live as a clown?
Close
Closed down
And here you are
Sun and then the shade
Sun eclipsed to shame
In youth you'd grown
Purest
Purest
Sail on
Cold

[Outro]
Burnt out
And fear you are
Gone and now the shade
Sun eclipsed to shame