It seems so unreal to me  

  Terror from nowhere, you'll never shoot me down  

  And it doesn't look that way to me  

  When trains collide, suns explode  

  Heading straight for them I press down my guns  

  Lead me into the darkness  

  Somewhere a clock strikes midnight  

  Pull it out and I'll be the judge  

  I took him to that place and he's gone  

  You accuse me, then excuse me  

  And I'm on the streets again  

  The night was rife with wasteland life  

  I got alot of respect for the rich and the bored  

  But you're only looking for today  

  His downfall picks up locomotion  

  We'll show you what it's like to be free  

  And I think about him, now and then  

  She's the kind of girl who wants to know  

  Out there is a fortune waitin' to be had  

  For so long I've tried to understand  

  I had to run away high  

  THE END