I can see the curtain 
The ending 
Knew it was on its way 
I just didn't want it to be today
Watch the cityscape 
Drift from day to dusk to dark 
Blurrily indistinct the sooty cape 
Slowly slips across its jagged shape
Lights signaling 
Some winking on 
Then blinking off 
Lights signaling 
Some winking on 
Red and red and white
I can see 
Piss over battersea 
Floating in flight
On quiet nights I can hear the stars 
And cosmonauts talk 
A ragged 30-watt moon 
Hangs over my hotel room
I saw you nodding out in 
The mouth of the night 
Face full of white light grace
And I push your body out into space 
Let it go 
Watch it drift away
Going on to beggar and bitter things 
Just a fly with little plucked off wings
Going on to beggar and bitter things 
Never fly 
Never earn your wings
And when the stars are all burned out 
Don't try and tell me what it's all about