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.