Porcupine Tree
Meantime
A peaceful man opens fire
A harmless soul trips a wire
A careless child has expired

Maybe it's just living gets me down
Three dimensions, realistic sound
Meanwhile your withered brain cells fade way
But life goes on

A quicksand under your chair
A poison spreads through fresh air

Maybe it's just living gets me down
Three dimensions, realistic sound
Meanwhile your withered brain cells fade away
But life goes on