Oh when it's summer and the skies are glass Oh when it's summer and the skies are glass I just have to make the evenings last they're always flyingpast Oh when it's raining and the skies are black Oh when it's raining and the skies are black I just have to hear the thunder roll and hear the lightningcrack With fading powers,we sit for hours by a television screen With funny cigarettes and talk for hours of the places that we'veseen Oh brother can you hear my voice? Oh brother can you hear my voice? Every second that you cling to life you have to feel alive Well it's an easy thing to sell your skin It's an easy thing to sell your skin With the devil banging on the door , you always let him in. With fading powers, we dream of hours that'll never come again Old defenders are themselves defenceless when the mad attack thesane What can you do, when you see no future in front of you? Food for the few So many it seems, stand in front of you I see my face reflected there in a sweating brow. You hate what you see, but what can be done when there's no wayout No way out Now brother can you hear my voice Brother can you hear my voice Every second that you cling to life you have to feel alive And now it's summer and the skies are glass When it's summer and the skies are glass I just have to make the evenings last, they're always flashingpast So there we cower We sit for hours by a television screen With funny cigarettes and talk for hours of the places that we'veseen But when you sleep But when you sleep Where do you go? Where do you go? But when you sleep But when you sleep Where do you go? Where do you go? I don't know I don't know