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.