The snow was falling on his shoulders by the side of   the road  And he watched as the sun went down  Falling on the building  Swallowing the children  It's the gun in your back  It's the heart attack  It's the way you look back before you step out  In time to see the number of the bus that's running   you down  A million lonely people with their head in the sand  Trying to make some sense of what they don't   understand  Waiting on somebody just to give them a hand  You're designed to fall apart on the day the warrenty   ends  And you try but you just can't stop  Running round in circles  Knocking over hurdles  It's the knife in your back  It's the heart attack  It's the way you look back before you step out  In time to see the shadow of the one that's cutting   you down  OH  The snow was falling on his shoulders by the side of   the road  And he watched as the lights came on below  And the children were sleeping  And the women were weeping  There was nobody keeping him here