cornelius
clash [pastels remix]
On that cold winter day At that club You and I met It had been a long time Playing on that stage That skinny guy Hitting his drum Banging his cymbal  Crash!  A row of glasses Sitting on the table I choose one I pick it up As I lift it to my lips I saw you You looked into my eyes I felt it slip away  Crash!  Now it's broken My glass is in pieces Gather them together Melt them down with fire Now I can make A glass figure It looked like somebody Maybe Mick Jones?  Crash!