Lyrics:

[Written by Steven Wilson]



Inside the vehicle the cold is extreme

Smoke in my throat kicks me out of my dream

I try to relax but its warmer outside

I fail to connect, it's a tragic divide



This has become a full time career

To die young would take only 21 years

Gun down a school or blow up a car

The media circus will make you a star



Dark matter flowing out on to a tape

Is only as loud as the silence it breaks

Most things decay in a matter of days

The product is sold the memory fades



Crushed like a rose

In the river flow

I am I know