Sitting on a bed of nails Waiting for that final moment Planet earth it looks so faint Trembling on this day of judgement Captain says we must leave soon Adding it's not safe to stay here Radio plays it's final tune As we leave it's the last thing we hear Music from the end of the world
Lying in a bed of nails Far too staggered to be crying All our grief is lost somewhere In the space through which we're flying Captain says we're on our way Adding there is no need for fear In my head that final tune In my dreams it's all I can hear