When I think of it now that its done How it mightve gone without a place to belong I can see we played into their hands And they picked our bones until we proved them wrong Its only a moment The minutes and hours, they fly from me now as then Its all in the detail Ive been here before but still dont remember when As we stared in the face of the storm And the change began to gather over the bend There was always a chance it would come But if you cant make it happen nobody can Its all but forgotten The minutes and hours, theyre nothing that cant be bought Its all in the detail Hold onto your head, youre living without your thoughts
detail, minute, mightve, hour, proved