Heading for the great escape 
Heading for the rave 
Heading for the permanent holiday
Heading for the winter trip  
Heading for the slide  
Heading for the dignified walk away
Heading for the open road 
 Goodbye to all that  
Heading for the automatic overload
Standing in the open boat  
Standing in the swing  
Waiting for the ringing and the bright light
Waiting to be recognised  
Quiet applause will do 
 They shower you with flowers 
when they bury you

 Just when I thought I'd seen the last of you 
 [bad word] here scratchin' at my door  
Your pain and anger's in the howling dark  
Of every corridor I walk
So tell me more about the love that you rejected  Tell me more about the [bad word] you disrespected 
 I still don't know, why did you hurt the very one  Why did you hurt the very one  
That you should have protected?

 Don't ask me why I'm doing this 
 You wouldn't understand  
You're asking the wrong questions 
 You couldn't understand
bridge is not a high place  
The fifty-second floor 
 [bad word] would know 
 mountain isn't far to fall

When you've fallen  
When you've fallen from the moon...