I had this feeling when I was kid
Nothing was real but I kept it well hid
Sad little lads with plastic mums and dads
Even the family was having them had

Deep in the story I, I couldn't quite see
What made the mix for the chemistry
Those people parking cars, those people on the street
Just movie extras playing parts on TV

Staring down at the back of my hand
Whiplashed out of the dream
I fell awake, I wonder what's underneath

There's writing on the wall spelling out a hard fall
What's underneath? I read in disbelief
It follows me round the bend, there it is again
I'm losing my grip to the slow drip, drip

Staring down at the back of my hand
Whiplashed out of the dream
I fell awake, I wonder what's underneath

Keeping on the path and keeping off the grass
Learning how to run and watching out for cracks
I hear the river running underneath the street
Secret waterfalls flowing just beneath
As the daylight fades into
Shades of purple gold and blue
Desolate wind blows clean through my mind