As your life crumbles and turns into fiction
And the end of it becomes a fact
And play with an imaginary ball
You will be released and pardoned
Now there's nowhere left to fall
Goodbye, bye, bye, bye, bye,
Now fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
Steam rises out of the water
And a mist hangs over the field
The tears of your wife and daughter
have all but released their heel.
The ghosts of lovers will walk towards you
and beckon you into their arms.
And the mighty bells of chaos
Will no longer sound their alarms
Goodbye, bye, bye, bye, bye,
bye, bye, bye, bye, bye, bye
Way, way, way, way, way, way
They're dressed from the ground
But we never get the plot
I'm way out there in heaven,
yeah, way out there in heaven