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It doesn't get better
Switch on the light, wait for the fear to kick in
I signed this deal a long time ago
I saw it coming on a beautiful and deadly wave
from so so far away
and still I stayed,
Mama, I dug my own pretty grave
You may never go lonesome:
the stars stay dim when you look up
and your bed stays be warm,
whether it was me
or her
or no one at all
and at the end of a long day,
your hands are still soft
they won't remember me for long
they don't know how to hold on
they don't know life from song
and yet we carried on, and on,
please switch off the light
water carry me to sleep,
tidal force down around me
welcome back to the sea.
Switch on the light, wait for the fear to kick in
I signed this deal a long time ago
I saw it coming on a beautiful and deadly wave
from so so far away
and still I stayed,
Mama, I dug my own pretty grave
You may never go lonesome:
the stars stay dim when you look up
and your bed stays be warm,
whether it was me
or her
or no one at all
and at the end of a long day,
your hands are still soft
they won't remember me for long
they don't know how to hold on
they don't know life from song
and yet we carried on, and on,
please switch off the light
water carry me to sleep,
tidal force down around me
welcome back to the sea.