Now as I lay by your side would you tell me why everything has to be lies
Leaving everyone wondering when we’ll all wind up dead to all we are within
Wednesday the third was the night that you rambled alone in the frigid white
light
Like a leopard about to dig into trembling skin with wind whipping your shins
Oh, haven’t you heard the news?
Nobody came too soon
Surprise!
Our eyes are opening up to you
Now as I lean to the side I can see all the thought’s that you’re trying to hide
I’ve arranged for a ferry to France where you should relax
Don’t worry about the pets, they’ll be safe at our address
Oh, haven’t you heard the news?
Nobody came too soon
Surprise!
Our eyes are opening up to you
Nobody came too soon
Surprise!
Our eyes are opening up to you
You’ll always be in Our eyes are opening up to you
You’ll always be in Our eyes are opening up to you
You’ve left everyone wondering when we’ll all wind up dead to all we are within
But now as the daisies die off and the wind scurries scarlet leaves like they
were dust
We can see somewhere off to the east a gaggle of geese are singing your goodbye
Hear their sweetest lullaby
Listen up to hear the sky will soon clear and you’ll be the last one to wish
for rain