All journeys end like this, late into the night Silently retracing all the motorways and countryside
We left the beaten track, the lonely roads are dead The silhouettes of industry, the cinders of the sleeping town ahead.
We gave our minds to this, they explained, we cannot win There's footsteps in the footnotes boy and all your failures keep you thin
All roads they finish here, we climbed the stairs at dawn The girl who waited up for you is sleeping now, you lay beside and
Close your eyes, oh I'll close my eyes and I'll sleep so sound Just like a baby, just like a star, just like we made it and it's slow burning, slow burning
(Only the young belong and wander out of time)