oh my friend we have spent so much time looking for someone to blame cause we re the same and jealous games take up time we could spend on other things oh my friend if it ends let us go and then not look back again we can t be you and me taking ourselves much too seriously but out in space a million miners work upon the night s coal face and all i see is black and all the stars look back at me oh my friend what a friend i d have thought you d have stayed here till the end to take a bow draw the crowd we re just words in the sand at high tide but out in space a million miners work upon the nights coal face and all i see is black and all the stars look back at me oh my friend we should spend some more time looking from the other end cause we would see so clearly we blame ourselves as much as we blame we we blame ourselves as much as we blame we we blame ourselves