Perfect Metaphor Lyrics

I will be fire, I will be rain

I won't be anger, I will refrain

God as my witness, there is a sign

That there's a tiger roaring back in sixty-five

Say you're sorry, for all that's done

And to the witnesses who had won

There's another black cloud in the sky

They're opening and falling high

There's a copper on the beat

And the musics on repeat

See that monster in your bed

Don't tell him now

Your mood is dead

It's another perfect metaphor

Another perfect metaphor

There was an answer, a new way round

Until the dirty people, made a sound

All the anger, that had been done

And not another, one had won

So don't repeat them, the laws of time

Are not what matters, when you're in line

There's another black cloud in the sky

They're opening and falling high

There's a copper on the beat

And the musics on repeat

See that monster in your bed

Don't tell him now

Your mood is dead

It's another perfect metaphor

Another perfect metaphor