Way Out Of Here — Porcupine Tree

Out at the train tracks I dream of escape But a song comes onto my iPod And I realize it's getting late

I can't take the staring And the sympathy And I don't like the questions,

it..."

Way out, way out of here Fade out, wait up ahead

And I'm trying to forget you And I know that I will In a thousand years Or maybe a week

Burn all your pictures Cut out your face The shutters are down And the curtains are closed And I've covered my tracks Disposed of the car

And I'm trying to forget Even your name And the way that you look When you're sleeping, dreaming of this

Way out, way out of here Fade out, wait up ahead

Way out, way out of here Fade out, fade up ahead