I was filming against the light
When the landscape dropt down and we fell into a crack between the window and the world
For twenty years or more we had our screwdrivers out
Trying to dissassemble the panels
Trying to find our way back into the mountains
But nothing worked
We tried opening the door with a bow made from the branch of a fig tree
But nothing worked 
The trainconductor kept repeating this is the last stop
It's time to tell you what to do
It's time to tell you what I'm looking for
It's right back in your home
You gonna take it down
Down on the town again
When you stand there all alone
They gonna run you out
Out of the room again
And take you home
A right certainty of this particular moment
Take you down and play
Before they run you out
Out of the town again
They say right this way sir
You only get so much off this love
Before it takes you down again
And you will 
And you won't
You say you do 
But then you don't
They marks of time stay in your face
Trying to find your state of grace
Yep yep yep
Don't you try to tell me what to do
I fade into a dream I've made of you
Late at night we'll sit along
Promises made till they can't point the way back home
So you will 
And you won't 
You say you do
Then again you don't
The marks of time stay in your face
As you fall far from grace
You can hate what you like
As you pull off to the side
Your eyes have left me behind
You always felt so far out of time
You can run and you can hide
But someday you will have to decide
I see you downtown with all the people that we met
Every time I hear your voice
And the words that you said
I'm not going to lie to you but I might break your nose
Every one you loved will try on all of your clothes