Heading for the great escape

Heading for the rave

Heading for the permanent holiday 

Heading for the winter trip 

Heading for the slide 

Heading for the dignified walk away 



Heading for the open road

Goodbye to all that 

Heading for the automatic overload 



Standing in the open boat 

Standing in the swing 

Waiting for the ringing and the bright light 



Waiting to be recognised 

Quiet applause will do

They shower you with flowers when they bury you 



You're holding on, you're holding on ... 



I. The Last of You



Just when I thought I'd seen the last of you 

You come here scratchin' at my door 

Your pain and anger's in the howling dark 

Of every corridor I walk 



So tell me more about the love that you rejected 

Tell me more about the trust you disrespected 

I still don't know, why did you hurt the very one 

Why did you hurt the very one 

That you should have protected? 



Heading for the great escape 

Heading for the rave

Heading for the permanent holiday



Heading for the high cloud-nine 

Heaven number seven 

Heading for the long goodbye 



Uncurl the fingers that hold 

Summon the strength to let go 

Out of the tired world 

Out of the upset

Into the sunset