What's the point in building Avalon
If you can't be happy when it's done?
Who's in the race again
Doesn't seem a long time since the last one?
Wishing I could still make you happy
Torn apart somehow
Must be the waves we were carried on
Crashing on the shores of Avalon

Then grey painted aeroplanes fly over
On their way to war (Aeroplanes)
And I'm dialing in, I'm dialing out
There's darkness at the door (Dialing out)
Then I overdo my dose and I don't even know I'm here anymore
It's just something that comes to us all

What's the point in painting Avalon
If you can't be present when it's done?
Who's in the vale again
Picking up the apples of Avalon?

Then grey painted aeroplanes fly over
On their way to war (Aeroplanes)
And I'm dialing in, I'm dialing out
But the glass is still half full (Dialing out)
Then I overdo my dose and I don't even know I'm here anymore
It's just something that comes to us all