"How do you think you'll die?"
I ask you point blank on a Tuesday night
In your sleep or hot wires?
The meds that sedate? The hit man for hire?
You smile and then you take a pull
From the beer I bought even though you drove
And you're off to the States tomorrow
In the eye of a bird
On the wing of a plane
Well, I hope it's good and right
I hope it's good and right
Where do you think we go
When we can't stay here but we can't go home?
And there's nothing but pins and needles
And how can I comprehend
That our bones will bend and the cycle ends?
Then we're off to some great nirvana
(Bones will bend and the cycle ends)
Well, I hope it's good and right
I hope it's good and right
I hope it's good and right
I hope it's good and right
Bones will bend and the cycle ends
Bones will bend and the cycle ends
Then we're off to some great nirvana
Well, I hope it's good and right
I hope it's good and right
Well, I hope it's good and right
I hope it's good and right
I hope it's good and right
I hope it's good and right
