| Actually It's Darkness You thought the fire could protect you from it But why have you been so, why have you been ill-informed? I felt the fire could protect me from everything You're just too gullible Actually it's darkness, I don't know what I'm scared of It's darkness, I must be scared of something You must be scared of something, quite quite special You shed a shade of shyness You shed a shade of shyness You shed a shade of shyness Why can't you be more cynical? I knew the winter would protect me from it One box of film won't make it all go cold I thought that winter could hide me from everything I'm just too gullible, for words Actually it's darkness, I don't know what I'm scared of It's darkness, I must be scared of something You must be scared of something, quite quite special You shed a shade of shyness You shed a shade of shyness You shed a shade of shyness Why can't you be more cynical? I don't look the same in the photograph I need to look the way I did in the photograph By mentioning places it will all become clear If we speak the same language you're a deeper darker reason You shed a shade of shyness You shed a shade of shyness You shed a shade of shyness Why can't you be more cynical? Lyrics by Roddy Woomble |