Some of them are gone
And some will remain
Far beyond the edges
Of your dreams
And do you understand
That living
Is not what it seems
Don't hold out much hope
When you're in the thick
Of it all
For once it's not me
That can feel it
Nothing at all
Lean on my shoulder
And say nothing at all
I'm looking backwards
Flicking though myself
Like I'm someone else
And you in that great divide
Sparring with your pride
No one can decide for you
If he was the final straw
You said you wanted more
Than money ever gave to you
Where do we go from here
The climb, or a thin veneer
A thin veneer
A thin veneer
A thin veneer
