Underneath the table is a truss, key

A map marked where you're due

But you better look out

Oh garde bien mon dure


It's time to make your final escape now

Hole up in a barren waste

You'll stop caring

Who'll love this wild place?


Oh runaway, runaway my love

Oh getaway, before it's too late


My heart is suffering like an opencast mine

Underneath the star ellipted skyline

Your love was something like an open gas pipe

Tear tracks were turning into salt mines


Underneath the pile of paper there is a play pit

We'll lay our fiber optic cables in it

And we can look close

And we can search in the details


Take a horse driven ride out way into the snow

And if you ever really get there let me know


Oh runaway, runaway my love

Oh getaway, before it's too late


My heart is suffering like an opencast mine

Underneath the star ellipted skyline

Your love was something like an open gas pipe

Tear tracks were turning into salt mines


My heart is suffering like an opencast mine

Underneath the star ellipted skyline

Your love was something like an open gas pipe

My tear tracks were turning into salt mines