I thought it seemed strange
Broad brush strokes
And long summer weddings
With friends so eager to embrace the interior

And on the one
A wider heaven opened
Wider than a mouth
Wider than a fist
Wider than the sky

Paradise became a motorway
And all the hollow houses disappeared
No more lingering at the doorway, watching
No more neighbours and greetings and birthdays

I have time to change my mind
Can you see it? Can you see it now?
I can’t wait another hour
There’s no language in this town

You’re gonna work hard in the end
Look at how easy it was
To take away the dust in your bed
Was it as hard as you thought?
You’re gonna work hard in the end
To take away the dust in your bed
You’re gonna work hard in the end

You’re gonna work hard in the end
To take away the dust in your bed
You’re gonna work hard in the end