Anyway (2008 Digital Remaster)

All the pumping's nearly over
For my sweet heart
This is the one for me
Time to meet the chef
O boy!
Running man is out of death
Feel cold and old
It's getting hard to catch my breath
It's back to ash
Now you've had your flash boy
The rocks, in time
Compress your blood
To oil
Your flesh to coal
Enrich the soil
Not everybody's goal
Anyway
They say she comes on a pale horse
But I'm sure I hear a train
O boy!
I don't even feel no pain
I guess I must be driving myself insane
Damn it all!
Does earth plug a hole in heaven
Or heaven plug a hole in earth?
How wonderful to be so profound
When everything you are
Is dying underground

I feel the pull on the rope
Let me off at the rainbow
I could have been exploding in space
Different orbits for my bones
Not me
Just quietly buried in stones
Keep the deadline open with my maker!
See me stretch
For God's elastic acre
The doorbell rings and it's
"Good morning Rael
So sorry you had to wait
It won't be long
Yeah
She's very rarely late"