It's useless to say that you
Only scratched the surface.
Your survey shows things
Bears the mark of everything.
There you're undertaking over through
Your ways to wait for the next time
And you should have seen your face
As they banished you to your outskirts
Like an asteroid that fell or a dream
That you couldn't tell to anyone.
Everything that you just couldn't sell,
You'll waste away 'till it falls on you.
One left, it's one night, one left, it's one night.
Your river gone, you reliever gone and you'll
Dama-dama-damaging it and they're all gonna
scratch their back pedalling heads now.
A puncture in the sky, up here and now.
I know you're living toil lives,
how unfortunate they all look now?
About you as I do of what
The future brings and what
I can bring to it you're on the
Island waving goodbye to me, yeah.
You know, we are yours,
We are trying, whoever hard
You look at someone else's star,
It won't get you very far.