Oblivion Lyrics

On the fringe of growing old

He wants fast, but she wants slow

The different ends of a medium

We're all aboard for oblivion

It's through the arches and through the den

It's a house that's starved of oxygen

There's missing keys and vacant men

We're all aboard for oblivion

Aligned for you, but you're not there

My mind is you, and that's not fair

Shadows cast and pennies spent

Shoes unworn, but letters sent

We'll cut the cloth to meet the rent

It's another scratch, it's another dent

There's barren fields and tyres old

It's bags of turf to feed the cold

There's empty homes that never sold

But they'll come back, or so we're told

The fallen crew, a family tear

The nest they flew, to build the layers

We're all aboard for oblivion

We're all aboard for oblivion

We're all aboard for oblivion

We're all aboard for oblivion

We're all aboard for oblivion

We're all aboard for oblivion

We're all aboard for oblivion

We're all aboard for oblivion