I had this feeling when I was kid Nothing was real but I kept it well hid Sad little lads with plastic mums and dads Even the family was having them had Deep in the story I, I couldn't quite see What made the mix for the chemistry Those people parking cars, those people on the street Just movie extras playing parts on TV Staring down at the back of my hand Whiplashed out of the dream I fell awake, I wonder what's underneath There's writing on the wall spelling out a hard fall What's underneath? I read in disbelief It follows me round the bend, there it is again I'm losing my grip to the slow drip, drip Staring down at the back of my hand Whiplashed out of the dream I fell awake, I wonder what's underneath Keeping on the path and keeping off the grass Learning how to run and watching out for cracks I hear the river running underneath the street Secret waterfalls flowing just beneath As the daylight fades into Shades of purple gold and blue Desolate wind blows clean through my mind