All I want to be is a leaf up on a tree
And just forget the world
I'll be a grain of sand or a long forgotten band
From another world

All I aim to gain can't be won without some pain
In forgotten bones
I'm stuck but I feel free, there's nowhere else I need to be
But in these friendly homes

I'll step outside the light and wave my hand
As I fade into the hinterland

Nothing I will lack if I never see them back
It's just the way things go
Like a faded polaroid, alcohol destroyed
A face I used to know

The place where we belong is a Leonard Cohen song
Rolling of a hill
Intangible yet true, oh I am hunting out for you
I'm gonna make my kill

I'll step outside the light and wave my hand
As I fade into the hinterland

Come step outside the light, you'll understand
As we fade into the hinterland

I'll step outside the light and wave my hand
As I fade into the hinterland