To think I'd ever disappoint you    The sky's right open now   Your ghost is floating through the telegraph wires   On the steamy streets far below      You lie awake and over sober cicada torture    And nothing's open and the clock lags on   Always 4:01 in the morn      Feel it's my duty to inform you   This disappointments just a stage we all go through   Self-absorption self-destruction    Listen to my night song   I'll take you far from home      Sometimes I like to go out walking   Like detectives in old B-grade moves do   Black-grey water under pillar and the stones cry out   And the whole world becomes my room      Forks in the road and this was meant to be my destination   All girls under bridges all friends under ground   But any seagull could tell you that than   Hear yourself the lights are out like some broken compass   Ain't nobody gonna miss you not when you don't miss no-one all   Girls under bridges, all friends under underground   Your feet over all places they found in the darkness   In the back row in all the places you've never been.