Manic Street Preachers - Golden Platitudes The platitudes they all dissolved They got too deep, got too involved The platitudes just interludes To break the trust with me and you Oh what a shangri-la Oh what a shower we are Oh what a mess we've made What happened to those days When everything seemed possible With no-one to tell you no Where did the feeling go? Where did it all go wrong? Born to be a communist But then the marriage failed As did the partnership The platitudes they all dissolved They got too deep, got too involved The platitudes just interludes To break the trust with me and you I fell back in love with love I know that it might sound odd The liberal left destroyed Every bit of our youth Left with the barest of bones Leaving us all with holes Where did it all go wrong? Where did the feeling go? Why colonise the moon When every different kind Of desperation exists? In every single home Where did the feeling go? Where did the feeling go? Where did it all go wrong?