The Cure — Killing another - live at bestival/2011

Standing on the beach With a gun in my hand Staring at the sky Staring at the sand Staring down the barrel At another on the ground I can see his open mouth But I hear no sound I'm alive I'm dead I'm the stranger Killing another I can turn And walk away Or I can fire the gun Staring at the sky Staring at the sun Whichever I chose It amounts to the same Absolutely nothing I'm alive I'm dead I'm the stranger Killing another I feel the silver jump Smooth in my hand Staring at the sea Staring at the sand Staring at myself Reflected in the eyes Of the dead man on the beach I'm alive I'm dead I'm the stranger Killing another