I Drive The Hearse — Porcupine Tree

When this freedom stains my coat With the winter in my throat When I'm lost I dig the dirt When I fall I drive the hearse

And silence is another way Of saying what I wanna say And lying is another way Of hoping it will go away And you were always my mistake...

Given time I fix the roof Given cash I speak the truth

And silence is another way Of saying what I wanna say And lying is another way Of hoping it will go away And you were always my mistake...

When I'm down I drive the hearse

When this boredom wears me out Then the sky begins to cloud Sleeping with my ball and chain When she cries I take the blame

And pride is just another way Of trying to live with my mistakes Denial is a better way Of getting through another day And silence is another way Of saying what I wanna say And lying is another way Of hoping it will go away And you we're always my mistake...

When I'm down I drive the hearse