Everybody knows that it's just the way things go
Come eliminate desire, that explains the sad expression
What is it I see over in the distance?
It's something that I can't let go off
It's inside of my mind, it's in front of my face
But needless to say, I'm watching it lose
Take me home, take me home - I am your burden you have to bear
When I shut my eyes, I don't need sentiment
It's something I could do with it, but we all have to abide by these terms
And what is it I hear through this deafening silence?
The foretune-tellers error is near - the worst is yet to come,
And there's nothing here at all that I, or anybody else, can do
We're just working a frightful nightshift