Gary Numan
"Warriors"


I fall
Down
No control somehow

No help
Now
My favour slides

No-one comes
Here
Now I'm feeding strangers

Thin air
Like cold death
Here in my heart

I fell for so long for you

Come in
I'm
The ghost of the white faced clown

She's gone
Gone
I won't look back she's gone

I'm old
So old
This infection of time

My skin
Age
Shows no kindness to me