Have you
ever been so lonely
you could feel the sky fall
through your fingertips?
Have you ever been so clogged up
that you cannot tell where
this time of day it is?
Oh, you've never seen nothing
quite as sad as this
I'm staring at a shadow I wouldn't miss
Oh, you're screaming out,
come on, someone
Show me the way to go
You know the seaside car,
a of sanctions
Hounds upon a seaport,
you wouldn't know
They're tearing down the crosses
for those that go
You're going to the crosses,
oh what a show
To show up on stories
you don't quite know
And nowhere but the songs
that have now grown old
Still screaming out, come on someone
Show me the way to go
And I'll be a cold, toothed man
from Paisley Harbour
I could break my back in two
See, that's okay, honey,
cos we need that money
And I'll send the lawsuit right through
Oh, you've never seen anything
quite as sad as this
I'm staring at a shadow I wouldn't miss
Oh, I'm screaming out,
come on, someone
Show me the way to go
You know the seaside path
that is sand dunes
Piles upon a seaport
I've been dreaming of
They're tearing down the crosses
for those that know
They know about the crosses
and what it shows
They're showing off the stories
they'll never quite know
They know about the songs
that have now grown old
This lady's screamin' out,
come on, someone
show me the way, Lord