Songwriters: Payne, Douglas; Healy, Francis
I'm standing looking down again
There's not a sound around the town
It's getting colder
We'll wait and see the entropy
It's getting colder
The sky is falling down
Has left its mark upon my worries
I'm standing looking down
It's getting colder
And there's an angel on the ground
But you can't help me now
I'm standing looking down
But everything is too extreme
At the end when we all stop lying
But the sky is falling down
The sky is falling down
I color in the world I see
'Cause maybe there's a symphony
I pick apart the melody
Are getting colder
I would show everything
And every place I've ever been
There's not a sound around the town
And there's an angel on the ground
And there's an angel on the ground
Caught inside but there's no way out
It's getting colder, colder
I'm standing looking down
It's getting colder
And all the people on the ground
And the sky is falling down
There's not a sound around the town
It's getting colder