Eede

[Song performed live during the Broadcast era]



It doesn't really matter what you think of him

It couldn't happen to a nicer boy

Silver charms, golden opportunities

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter 

It couldn't happen



Has an obsession, personal security

He won a medal working overseas

Double vision piling on the agony

He's just looking, he's just running / He's just looking, he's just working



For a mirror and blade

Seeing double and he's fading fast  (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast  (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast



Flight arrivals, seven thirty local hours

A pretty package from Johannesburg

Double-vision piling on the agony / Head spinning, struggle and he realized

Still looking, still running



For a mirror and a blade

Seeing double and he's fading fast  (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast  (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast



(guitar solo)



Too tired too tired too tired too tired too tired 

Too tired too tired too tired too tired too tired

Too tired to see



I heard the sirens, just another casualty

He left a message on the bathroom wall

He never took those golden opportunities

He's not looking, he's not working



For a mirror and a blade

Seeing double and he's fading fast  (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast  (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast  (no oh)

Seeing double and he's fading fast