grayness

Running on the road to ruin
He never saw that bus-
What with all the wind and fog
It made for far less fuss.
When the fates would run you down,
It's for the best to have left this town-
Far, far behind
Far, far behind.

She knew the new status quo
Was balanced on a fear.
But she never thought it'd fall-
That wouldn't happen here.
When the fates come for their fee,
It's for the best to find them to be
Far, far behind
Far, far behind.

Some day when hope and hell collide
I won't be taking either side-
No, I won't be hanging 'round to hide
So if you'd like to take a ride...

Let's leave this.

Far, far behind.


grayness would like to point out that context is a bitch.