Three crosses on the hill,
he who's lost is standing still
He who's found the way, the will,
Where was I and where were you
When the tanker split in two
He who's standing in that blue
Will you catch me when I fall?
A screaming hen, a crowded cage
A pen that writes with silent rage
A farmer dares to turn the page
Frightened by some mad design
Some crawl and pray for time
He who dares to cross that line
Will you catch me when I fall?
And you haven't got a care for sure
You missed the bed, you hit the floor
She's trying to read the Sunday Times
The walls are thin and you're half blind
The porno queen is keeping time
And you bang the wall and
And what about tomorrow's game?
Your epitaph is just a name
And it's pounded by the pouring rain
Will you catch me when I fall?
Will you catch me when I...
Three crosses on the hill
He who's lost is standing still
He who's found the way, the will
Is not afraid to fall you