The End (lyrics)

Step off the track step onto the track
Should I keep things as before?

Hand bag is shouting orders down my ear
while ornaments smash silently onto the floor
Remote controls the battery replacing
And I’m moving again.
I’m moving again.
It’s that same feeling as before.
Oh.

Step off the track step onto the track
For every dustbin lid that falls
there’s a hungry mouth indoors.

Storm in the silence
Wisdom is dying
Words are forsaken
minds they are breaking

Spaces seem closer
and eyeballs float higher
and the end is near.
Oh.
(guitar solo)

Step off the track step onto the track
Step off the track step onto the track
Step off the track step onto the track
Step off the track step onto the track

Copyright Andrew Watkins 2017

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