Overpass

He likes to throw bricks from the overpass

Dead moon 'neath the fallen ash

So very far, so very far

Hanging lights from the Christmas tree

He's in debt to the company

So very far, so very far

So far

But when the end is close

Does it seem to be far away

The fall of men falling further still

Lord, who do I have to kill

Someone who will kiss me, who will

A man resting upon his bed

A dull pain right across his head

So very fast, so very fast

So fast

But when the end is close

Does it seem to be far away

What scares you the most

That you will be forgot

A thought that never leaves your head alone

They like to throw bricks from the overpass

Their youth is an hourglass

So very fast, so very fast

I took a spade and I made a ditch

I stuck my head in and buried it

Blind is bliss, is blind, is bliss

So far, so far