Nighttime is wasted on the owls
And the bloodshot eyes on the prowl
Human air, sticky skin
Doesn't let much else in

Just say the word and I can be gone in an hour
Say the word and I can be gone in an hour

Nighttime is wasted on the owls
And the faces with their pretty mouths
Human air, sticky skin, doesn't let much else sink in
Idle hands, an empty house
Try to focus on our better selves
Human air, sticky skin
Just say the word and I can be gone in an hour
Say the word and I can be gone in an hour

Take a good long round as the city fades (x2)
Away, away, away(x2)

& Its been growing since the day we planned it many years ago
Its hard to start knowing

When to stop digging let the roots take hold
It keeps growing(x2)

Just say the word and I can be gone in an hour(x2)
Take a good look round as the city fades(x2)
Away, away, away(x2)