I been born, I been killed, I been burnt, I been drilled I been sad, I been sold, I been spurned and I been stoned I put my trust in trust, tried hard not to hold a grudge I gave my heart on loan but it never found its way back home Oh how was I so blind? Some things you cannot see But they all came clear to me In a house somewhere on a hill so bare I sit real tight, watch day blend into night New sounds new sights, sweet air and a strange light But back home I see smoke through my little telescope They can burn for all I care No it's not animosity I was tired and I needed sleep On the night that I called it a day I burned my bridges, tore out the page Let's blow the whistle 'cos I'm tired of this game Gotta go, gotta go Got stuck in mud, 'cos I trust too much I blame just me, should've seen the smoke screen Like a dog that barks too much, I never felt his bite as such Just needed that little break, a bit of neck is all it takes Oh, how was I so blind Some things you cannot see But they all came clear to me On the night that I called it a day I burned my bridges tore out the page Let's blow the whistle 'cos I'm tired of this game Gotta go, gotta go Let go the brakes, let go the brakes