Up on Solsbury hill
I’m watching satellites go by
Projecting all scenarios
Upon the midnight sky

Seeing myself falling
Seeing myself holding on
Driving down the boulevard
Passing myself on the run

O-oh-o-oh
All alone by the train tracks and bus lanes
O-oh-o-oh
Lost among the cutbacks and nightshade

It’s when you need some sympathy
And you’re met with apathy
When you’re breaking at the seams
And there’s nothing to do but bleed

It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard
Is worse than being hurt

From the Eiffel tower
I can see you rule my world
Enact the scenes of powerplays
Where I’m a distant third
It’s a fight on new year’s night
It’s a film in black and white
It’s a word you can’t take back
It’s a jump from such great heights

O-oh-o-oh
All alone by the train tracks and bus lanes
O-oh-o-oh

Lost among the cutbacks and nightshade

It’s a cut in a place you’ve heard

Is worse than being hurt