There’s a cloud, it’s time [bad word]  found the strength to block out the sun
Gold curtains fall to the ground, what will we see before we die

That voice it whispered soft, all the promise of better than this
Oh joy has escaped me, has escaped me

Lost our patience we want floating cars
No grace for doves, no grace for doves
Lost our patience we want floating cars
No god for us, no god for us

All the flowers at my feet, but still I long for that lost sweet
And their wings bring heady delights, the violets fade in to the past

It’s burnt inside the child, making numb all the decisions to here
Oh love may pass me by and so let it be

Lost our patience we want floating cars
No grace for doves, no grace for doves
Lost our patience we want floating cars
No god for us, no god for us

And so it goes
Lost my love