The Fool

Running through the cemetery

Helicopter overhead

Living on a fantasy

And rations of our daily bread

You thought it would all work out by now

Tryna get the balance right

But they're taking every hour of your time

And you're still putting up a fight

You thought it would all work out by now

Thinking of your life

As divine

As if you require

A telephone line straight to God

And nobody sees but you

And somehow that makes you 'the fool'

The worst part, if only you knew

There's no one left to prove yourself to

Half-hearted apology

They heard it all a million times

You thought they'd have all forgot by now

We could've worked it out by now

But anger's got a half life

And they won't turn the other cheek

You thought it would all work out by now

Thinking of your life

As divine

As if you require

A telephone line straight to God

And nobody sees but you

And somehow that makes you 'the fool'

The worst part, if only you knew

There's no one left to prove yourself

No one left to prove yourself to

Everybody's gone now

Everybody's gone

Everybody's gone

Everybody's gone