She's sliding, she's sliding   down to the dregs of the world   She's fighting, she's fighting   the urge to make sand of pearls      Heaven can wait   and hell's too far to go   somewhere between what you need   and what you know   And they are trying to drive   the escalator into the ground      She's hiding, she's hiding   on a battleship of baggage and bones   There's thunder, there's lightning   and an avalanche of faces you know.         Heaven can wait   and hell's too far to go   somewhere between what you need   and what you know   And they are trying to drive   the escalator into the ground      And you left your credentials   in a Greyhound station   with a first aid kit and a flashlight   going to a desert unknown      Heaven can wait   and hell's too far to go   somewhere between what you need   and you know   And they are trying to drive   the escalator into the ground