See the sun crawling over the sky. Keep an eye on the surf and the sea and the sand. Don't you know every night is a stand-off with the fucking horizon! You had a real time of it. Staring off into the light. Hands tied behind your back. Steel chair giving you shivers. You've always had a problem flowing down rivers... See the rain falling down from the sky to its death, Smashed on the street in despair, somewhere over there I swear! You had a real time of it. Staring up into the light. Hands tied behind your head... go! Stranded on the carousel. A cripple from the wreck. I was ringing a bell's neck, looking for a sign. "Three stars means I'm losing you," Says The Night to one of her romances. The plane lands and everybody dances, it's fine... You had a real time of it. Staring off into the light. Hands tied behind your head. Steel chair giving you shivers. You always had a problem flowing down rivers! You've always had a problem flowing down rivers!