If you care not to stare,
light the light but take the time.
I've been there, I have stared
and I have seen things unseen.
Take it back. Heart attack.
A setting sun where we've begun.
Where you fall children saw.
About your life, Jesus wept.

Do you run for your fun
or do you slide the underside?
Lock the door, wash the floors,
shine the shine, from indoors.
Did you choose to amuse?
Did you leave a smile?
You hit the ground without a sound.
You planned it from the start.

I don't decide it, I only abide by it.
Keep me beside you and I will confide.
Simply the sound of it carries me down with it.
Plain on the outside and coloured inside.

Things we've said when we're dead.
Dragons fed and unfed.
Take the car, drive it far,
drive it far, stay out.
Exiled years. Forty Fears.
No one came, no one said,
about your life, about your wife.
It's got to end. It always ends.

Could you say you haven't paid?
Watch your words as they're relayed.
Falsify what went by. Glorify the same.
You're twice the years, half the fears.
The middle man is not so clear.
You hit the ground without a sound.
You planned it from the start.

I don't decide it, I only abide by it.
Keep me beside you and I will confide.
Simply the sound of it carries me down with it.
Plain on the outside and coloured inside.
Look what you've left me,
your bottles of camomile,
funny old phrases and out dated style.
At least I'll be clean with it,
sliding at ease with it.
First to the finish, last on the floor.