The Bridgeheads

long gone rows of terraced houses, expanding universe we will not fly cos we're afraid to fall, bitterness till the end

we had a way to choose
we used to have a voice

is this life that you were hoping for?
is this life that you were looking for?
with heads in cubes running in place
you can't imagine different way to go

long gone rows of terraced houses, expanding universe
grumbling about the things that we could have, bitterness till the end

living for a past
don't let it take your best

is this life that you were hoping for?
is this life that you were looking for?
with heads in cubes running in place
you can't step out of your shadow

is this life that you were hoping for?
is this life that you were looking for?
with heads in cubes running in place
you can't imagine different way to go