Well, we know where the true one lies   And you can't say, it's our imagination   Just because we cannot find the proof      We've shared this thought for some considerable time   It's increasingly unlike the rest   For as we get older, we've become less aware      Security lies at the heart of our lives   Attaching ourselves to ourselves   We're extinguished but we're still alive      Misunderstood, but our intention is good   We were not questioned on our replies   It does you no good, though you think that it should   And it would given half a chance      If there's compassion in your hearts   Now that you've seen enough   We've given of our best, for God's sake you know      Please, please, please, please, please, please, please   Please can we go home, is this the time or place to say goodbye?   Regardless, I'll find my final cue   We'll sneak out the back door and close it