If this bread wasn't stale we could have eaten today

I'll feel around for somewhere to stay

Worked hard to unveil this bible in Braille

But written like a fairy tale

Did you see it coming?

Did you see it gone?

Did you see its outline in the fog?

Get blessed and you're honoured

Say your peace in a letter to Boddah

Then wish you hadn't bothered

I had it coming

I, I had it coming

I, I had it coming, thanks a lot

Out of the dark comes reason

Out of the past comes nothing

If it's too much then leave it

Side of the road but breathing

Give it a push, get it moving

Cover it up, it's a secret

Is it alive? Is it bleeding?

Cover it up, it's a secret

All you've seen would be enough for me

When I first had this dream it ended differently

So are you up for sale?

You'll find my cheque in the mail

You'll find my head on the table.