Overpass

He likes to throw bricks from the overpass Dead moon 'neath the fallen ash So very far, so very far Hanging lights from the Christmas tree He's in debt to the company So very far, so very far So far But when the end is close Does it seem to be far away The fall of men falling further still Lord, who do I have to kill Someone who will kiss me, who will A man resting upon his bed A dull pain right across his head So very fast, so very fast So fast But when the end is close Does it seem to be far away What scares you the most That you will be forgot A thought that never leaves your head alone They like to throw bricks from the overpass Their youth is an hourglass So very fast, so very fast I took a spade and I made a ditch I stuck my head in and buried it Blind is bliss, is blind, is bliss So far, so far