I saw a piece fall
No-one picked it up
Was a clean call
Pause to soak it up
And it's the likely way you got disillusioned
So you pull it out the lock in confusion
I've got an idea
Why don't we go under and over?
Where telescopes turn
To show the planets the panic behind your eyes
A little line-up
Firmly underground
We're barely holding
How should we start?
And I'm the only thing you got, so embrace it
I wouldn't do that if I were you
Never did belong
And on the story goes
Didn't mean to stay until the beat stopped, did you?
I've got an idea
Why don't we go under and over?
Where telescopes turn
To show the planets the panic behind your eyes
Dig them from the loam
Carry them away
Bury them again
If we could just keep one alive
We could get away