One man standing on the plains of Abraham Watching a damaged sunrise One man standing near the edge of a quiet Breakdown
I watch the sea It helps to anchor me I watch the sea It helps to anchor me
Once you start hiding, you keep on hiding 'Til your paranoia calms down Once you start watching, you keep on watching 'Til you're tied up and you're spell-bound
Just between the ice ages, anyway I want to talk, but I haven't got too much to say I don't mean to be so nihilistic Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic
Once you start running, you keep on running 'Til your muscles start to break down Once you start falling, you keep on falling 'Til you hit the cold, cold ground
I watch TV What do you want from me? I watch TV What do you want from me?
Just between the ice ages, anyway I want to talk, I haven't got enough to say I don't mean to be so nihilistic Forgive me if I seem to be too realistic
Once you start hiding, you keep on hiding 'Til you feel you're safe and sound Once you start watching, you keep on watching 'Til you're tied up and you're spell-bound
I watch the sea It helps to anchor me I watch the sea I saw it on TV
Nothing blooms in a loveless room You've got to want it, you've got to want it Who's the fool where apathy rules You've got to want it, you've got to want it
If you don't want it, it remains the same It's a heart of darkness that wants to play that game If there's no defiance it remains insane If it's all compliance, it's a runaway train
Nothing so cruel where malevolence rules You've got to want it, you've got to want it There is no defense against pointed arrogance You've got to want it, you've got to want it
If you don't want it, it remains the same It's a heart of darkness that wants to play that game It can be surprising when you lose the shame And the sun starts rising, another day to tame
If you're heart is aching, just remove the shame You've got to want it, give your soul a shaking And refuse the blame, you've got to want it Who's the fool, where apathy rules? You've got to want it, you've got to want it
If you don't want it, it remains the same It's a heart of darkness, that wants to play that game If there's no defiance it remains insane If it's all compliance, it's a runaway train It's a runaway train
Where the air's not clean Where the water's glowing green Where the dogs are mean
I'm moving to Bohemia Taking you along Say goodbye to suburbia You don't have to cut the lawn
I had a dream of a different place I had a dream that you had a different face I heard a scream of a desperate kind I've got a feeling that you're gonna love what you'll find
Where we're on TV Where the money grows on trees Where the beer is free
I'm moving to Bohemia Taking you along Say goodbye to Utopia We'll wave before we're gone
I had a dream of a different place I had a dream that you had a different face I hear the beat of an anxious heart I feel the heat, it's time for us to start, time for us to start
I'm moving to Bohemia Where the literature's obscene Bathing in Euphoria Where the naked truth is on the screen
I had a dream of a different place I had a dream that you had a different face I hear the beat of an anxious heart I feel the heat, it's time for us to start
I heard a scream of a desperate kind I've got a feeling that you're gonna love what you'll find You're gonna love what you'll find
A hundred thousand years A hundred thousand miles of track A hundred thousand tears A hundred thousand souls you can't give back
When the dark subsides and eternity goes by On the fault line between then and now When the truth hides and eternity goes by On the fault line between then and now
Grace to grace Immaculate vision of what should have been Face to face Eloquent story of what could have been
A hundred thousand dreams A hundred thousand beams of light A hundred thousand seams Gods in the Heaven can't get it right
When the dark subsides and eternity goes by On the fault line between then and now When the truth hides and integrity falls shy On the fault line between then and now
Grace to grace Immaculate vision of what should have been Place to place Elegant story of what could have been
When the truth hides and integrity falls shy On the fault line between then and now When the truth hides and eternity goes by On the fault line between then and now
Grace to grace Immaculate vision of what should have been Face to face Eloquent story of what could have been
Grace to grace Immaculate vision of what should have been Grace to grace, grace to grace , grace to grace
Grace to grace, grace to grace Grace to grace, grace to grace
