I'm leaving here Getting out of this place Leaving here Getting out of this place Only certain kinds of people Can take these things Get up in the morning
Mother Maiden aunt or brother On the masonary, and there are others Like you, beheaded lover In the cemetery Seems rather sad to me Oh seems rather sad
Everything you said was true Everything you did was you Everything I started with her Ended on an oily stage where I wrote elegiac stanzas for you I
Take me somewhere quiet please These motorway exit gates Are calling to me dearly And I need a place to go And even numbers on a timetable Arrivals
Going to the land beyond To the land beyond To the land beyond From the sea to the land beyond From the sea to the land beyond From the sea to the land
Be gone Be gone Be gone your olden ways, be gone Don't be afraid of anyone Like seasons, just move on Aorta liver ventricles And other winter vehicles
Drape yourself in greenery Become part of the scenery Ever since time immemorial It's all stored up in chemicals Witness the demolition of boy in prime
Turgid calls the winter charge True adventures of awaking hearts Nights are overwhelmed by gloom We will see foxes in the moon Valleys drop, mountains
Victorian ice and Edwardian snow You'll find yourself asking Is there something below? Cause your surface area is like old whale bones Preserved in
Eight hours a day - call it twenty years There's a place you can go Free of lust, cupidity and fear Oh it left my heart broken It took my breath away A lesson open
and cold but your heart is unbroken My favourite foremost coastal antartic shelf Oh Larsen B, oh you can fall on me Oh Larsen B, desalinate the barren sea
