We’re going to where we began
Theres too much deceit
And you’ve let too much go by
Time for your leaving
There is no Heaven
There is no Hell
You’re destroying all we’ve got
Time for your leaving
Stand in the grass
That’s where the trees once stood
Can you see a thousand orange streetlights?
Can you see a thousand orange streetlights?
They look like lava
They look like Lava
One or the other?
You’ll choose the cheapest
It will prove the most expensive…..
In the end
When the hungry lie down
There are no comets in the skies
Only catastrophe and lies
Time for your leaving
Time for your leaving
Time for your leaving
Who’s paying for your ways?
How much does it cost?
Who’s paying for your ways?
How much do you cost?
Who’s paying for your ways?
Who’s paying for your ways?
Who’s paying for your ways?
Who’s paying for your ways?
Who’s paying for your ways?
Words by Mark from Last Under The Sun – Gone CD
