[Lyric] A Kind of Cure (Albert Eno)

Vacant, uncertain
The sound never spoken
We need to believe
And try to retrieve

More than I see
The others could feel
I'll ask on my knees
And try to atone

Cause they are in my mind
And in my veins
The light makes sense if it lights up our way

Maybe you’re kind of cure
Suppose we heal the pain
And fix the cracks done to warm the cold bones

Words I couldn’t sing
Inked in a sheet
They lay in my bed
Were all that I needed
‘Cause they are in my mind and in my veins
Now they’re growing into sound to become what they’ve always been

Maybe you’re kind of cure
Suppose we heal the pain
And fix the cracks done to warm the cold bones

Maybe you’re a kind of hope
For those waiting for the rain
To cry alone and hide the core

What we have is what we are
What we need is what we feel
What we have is what we are
What we need it’s a song to sing

Maybe you’re kind of cure
Suppose we heal the pain
And fix the cracks done to warm the cold bones

Maybe you’re a kind of hope
For those waiting for the rain
To cry alone and hide the core