text: Been trying to think of something colourful for the season
  Pull the wool over the gullible for no reason
  You are all I have these days, shake it up and run away
  With the night squabbling behind you
  From the smoke in your hair
  To the blood in your bruise
  And the bows on the shoes you kicked off
  Im joining the dots
  Im joining the dots
  I thought I heard them talking in their sleep yesterday
  And I tried but I just cant believe a word they say
  Hurry up, theyll be here soon, sleeping in the afternoon
  While the rain is trying to prove a point outside
  From the smoke in your hair
  To the blood in your bruise
  And the bows on the shoes you kicked off
  Im joining the dots
  Im joining the dots
  Im joining the dots
  Those people make me cough
  Cant the flame come up to the moth for a change?
  And darling, if its all the same to you
  Ill have you to myself
  Im joining the dots
  Im joining the dots
  Have a listen to it, I dont know...