Lyrics Guillemots – Vermillion

There’s a man with a face like sorrow
Now he’s gone for good
How could anyone hold you without feeling good?

There’s a shop where the thoughts that I borrow

So play on, play on, play on
The skies are made vermillion
We’re singing in a concrete star
Oh we’re all just castles in the cards

There’s a hope in my blood when I see you
I hear crashing drums
How could any other language hope to lead me on?

Little sparks in the puddles shoot like darts
at all the things we might be
you and me
and time itself is frozen

So play on, play on, play on
The skies are made vermillion
We’re killing all the saints tonight

Oh play on, you shadows of the light

So play on, play on, play on
The skies are made vermillion

If all I was was all I felt
Then the sun itself would start to melt
Into waterfalls pouring down like song
Oh play on

So play on, play on, play on
The skies are made vermillion
Killing all the saints tonight