Lyrics Manic Street Preachers – Slow Reflections / Strange Delays

The man he moved so far into the west
He very nearly went and drowned himself
All the failure and of the the ruins
Face to face with all your deceptions

Slow reflections and strange delays
So much to write but not much to say
Slow reflections and strange delays
Hopes in vain were never raised

You knew us better than we knew ourselves
And the truth it seems to hurt so much
In your body and in your very soul
You never ever really found a home

Slow reflections and strange delays
So much to write but not much to say
Slow reflections and strange delays
Hopes in vain were never raised