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



You're holding on, you're holding on ...



I. The Last of You



Just when I thought I'd seen the last of you

You come 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 trust 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?



Heading for the great escape

Heading for the rave

Heading for the permanent holiday



Heading for the high cloud-nine

Heaven number seven

Heading for the long goodbye



Uncurl the fingers that hold

Summon the strength to let go

Out of the tired world

Out of the upset

Into the sunset