David Thomas and Two Pale Boys man in the dark

I wanna go where the weather is cold
I wanna go where it rains in your eyes
I wanna know where the hellish winds blow
I'm a wearer of the dark
I know only falling
the plunge thru the blackness of space
hoping only to bounce hard and high enough
I'm a wearer of the dark
a wearer of the dark
I wear a dark suit
I dread the things people may know
the stories they fit me into
I dread the things time only shows
I'm a wearer of the dark
a wearer of the dark
I'm a wearer of the dark
I wear a dark suit
Badly we pass the time
We pace through our rages
or stare from the depths of our own separate cages
aware of the dark
I'm aware of the dark
I'm aware of the dark
I wear a dark suit