Letter to Boddah

If this bread wasn't stale we could have eaten today
I'll feel around for somewhere to stay
Worked hard to unveil this bible in Braille
But written like a fairy tale

Did you see it coming?
Did you see it gone?
Did you see its outline in the fog?

Get blessed and you're honoured
Say your peace in a letter to Boddah
Then wish you hadn't bothered

I had it coming
I, I had it coming
I, I had it coming, thanks a lot

Out of the dark comes reason
Out of the past comes nothing
If it's too much then leave it
Side of the road but breathing
Give it a push, get it moving
Cover it up, it's a secret
Is it alive? Is it bleeding?
Cover it up, it's a secret

All you've seen would be enough for me
When I first had this dream it ended differently

So are you up for sale?
You'll find my cheque in the mail
You'll find my head on the table.