Now the ground comes up too fast Too fast to meet you And the clouds of dust erupting Thick around your feet be careful And the rubble and shrouds and waiting
Wall to wall to where you tread And the quick and the dead And the same old fates Come calling cards away.
How do you think it came to pass you by The hard way, by desire How do you think it came to pass you by On the wire
I don't sleep So I don't dream So I don't wake up frightened Everything is what it seems If you look deep enough to night and See.