silent groaning on the floor
slight clicking out the light
gentle squeaking of the door
i am off in the night

away away
nothing's left to say
i am far away

kicking empty cans
just around the corner
maybe you look on me
as a lonesome mourner
while i'm drifting off
along distant shores
think i'm nothing but this tin
because i don't feel anymore

was it meant for me
when you soared from that pole
can you see what i can't see
a resting place for my soul

away away
nothing's left to say
i am far away

kicking empty cans
just around the corner
maybe you look on me
as a lonesome mourner
while i'm drifting off
along distant shores
think i'm nothing but this tin
because i don't feel anymore

green feather on the ground
he's been watching you
proclamation all around:
"only passing through!

away away
nothing's left to say
i am far away

far away from now
sorrows and grief
way up in the sky
you give me relief
like the way you are floating
conquers gravitation
makes me [bad word] this leaden stagnation
kicking empty cans
just around the corner
maybe you look on me
as a lonesome mourner
while i'm drifting off
along distant shores
think i'm nothing but this tin
because i don't feel anymore