It's too late
this model's out of date
got every spare part
but there ain't much heart inside here
not like the start
i was good at the art of survival
i've always tried
to keep my troubles deep inside
where i can hide them
now i'm open wide
When it ends
again i'll see my friends
they'll give me a lift
i've been running adrift, so easy
shifting the gear
i got nothing to fear from the showdown
i'll go down quiet
and kids downstairs making a hell of a din
i'm all alone
getting a quote for the wages of sin
Beyond the indigo, indigo
where the chilly winds, winds will blow
my time is running low
going to cross the dark dark river
going to see my good life-giver
better cover my yellow liver
Alright,
i'm giving up the fight
i didn't know when
i'd be a stranger again
in my own land
the days are o.k.
but oh how i hate those long nights
you understand
darling please, just hold my hand
you feel so warm
in the eye of the storm
i'm going away, i'm going away, i'm going away
see you again someday
darling, i'm going away
feel like i'm going away, this time i'm going away