Interiors (Song For Willem De Kooning) - Remastered Version - Manic Street Preachers

Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did

Your beautiful triangle of distortion

Now you seem to forget it so much

Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did

Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow

Say where you're coming from

Say what you have left us

Are we too tired to try and understand

That nothing is nothing on that we depend

Take my hand together and we will cry

It really makes no difference

To what we see inside to what we see inside

Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did

A beautiful landscape of your nation

Another era is not forthcoming

Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did

Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow

Say where you're coming from

Say what you have left us

Are we too tired to try and understand

That nothing is nothing on that we depend

Take my hand together and we will cry

It really makes no difference

To what you see inside

What you see inside

Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow

Say where you're coming from

Say what you have

Are we too tired to try and understand

That nothing is nothing on that we depend

Take my hand together and we will cry

It really makes no difference

To what you see inside to what you see inside