Come down, another day   Morning streaked on a perspex screen   The screaming beaked, blackbirds peck   The wrecked eyes of last week's lies      The sandman gets shallow sleep   He tries to weep for the grown-up things   One last peep for policemen   Arresting in the woodland side so steep      Oh, and I hope I'm not going too fast for you   And don't believe it when they say it's over   It's not over      There's an ice age due on Wednesday   Overcast sky, blocks of fortune   The bridges sigh, the sweethearts are blank   They never thank you, know they never even try      Winking paperboy, paperwork   Overloaded portrait   Let it jerk you back to yesterday   That's where the curtains start to fray      Oh, and I hope I'm not going too fast for you   And don't believe it when they say it's over   It's not over      Oh, and I hope I'm not going too fast for you   And don't believe it when they say it's over   It's not over      Fast for you, too fast for you   Fast for you, too fast for you   Fast for you, too fast for you   Fast for you, too fast for