[bad word] up sicker than a cat 
Something’s wrong face that 
Mr. Somewhere missing somewhere never did figure just how much 

Boat from the river takes you out 
'Сross the other side of town, to get out, to get out 
You take the tide, any tide, any tide 
Like there isn’t gonna be any tide

world like tomorrow wears things out 
It’s hard enough to get what’s yours for now
And the hardest words are spoken softly 
Softly look, no hands upon 

Now the milkman beats you to the door 
That was once a home, home no more 
Mr. Somewhere, missing somewhere couldn’t get the calendar to stop 
Missing somewhere, never did figure just how much Missing somewhere, never will admit just how much