At the bottom of a barely beating heart Is the tinder and the flint Just waiting for the fire to start And it's a coming theme To be on your knees When all you want is to be standing up And at the centre of the earth is the molten core We retreat when we dig too deep But it's the heat that keeps us coming back for more For we're compelled to know What awaits down the rabbit's hole So wring your hands Or beat your chests But go Up to the 25th floor where you'd never been before And you like the view until you see the silver plattered bitter pill But chances are chances Swallow like the man says And at the edge of the earth is the Mortal Coil Unraveling a spool, a thread, a web we weave Then ask for more And if it's more you choose But then lament, bemoan, accuse The more you came to claim You'll stand to lose And right from the very beginning There's always been somebody singing And somebody else who'll flash you fancy chances And there'll always be A hook to the chorus So go write one for us You ask for some help instead They hand you the horse's head So shine, shine, shine, shine your light on me I don't mind As long as you see me shine But right from the very beginning There's always been somebody singing And right till the end my friend There'll always be somebody listening So drink one for sorrow And two for tomorrow