And you could take all you want from me to lie deep in distraction,
And you could place all your faith in the sky and pull it down all the time.
And you could talk to your reverie, there’s no one else and I’ve been on the edge there funny making life turn stark (stark, stark).
And I’ve been pulling my dreams on every blue breath, time has stopped dead but your dread has clung to air (air, air).
See I could laugh knowing you are faking it on the horizon,
You say your life’s kind of old but it’s peaking on the cut out mountains.
You never really wanted this life at all so losing what you never hunted and your breaking hard! (hard, hard).
And your deep dignity is bold but it’s weak
And every time I look yonder I see you fold (fold, fold).
And there’s a phony feeling please just drop away, coz I’ll never be back for more!
Yes there’s a phony feeling please just drop away, coz I really don’t care at all!
I guess it’s over, over, over.
Yes it’s over, over, over…
Over, over, over.
And it’s over, over, over!