Bed of Roses

                                  Where do you stand when it's all over

Washed from the earth

And down to the sea

Do you lie in a bed of roses



Are you still aware

I guess that you don't care about it now



I see your shadow knocking at my door

All plastic face and shaking hands

Now how much space could ever hold your here



Are you still aware

I guess that you don't care about it now



Where do you stand when it's all over

Washed from the earth

And down to the sea

Do you lie in a bed of roses



Are you still aware

I guess that you don't care about it now



Are you still aware

I guess that you don't care about it now