i ve come to see you ve lost your place again my love i wanted to be with you when you fell a cautionary tale i got in the first class mail they put you on a cross my holy friend gonna know what it tastes like to meet again gonna know what it feels like if you can i travelled to the floor to see what lies before i hate it that you fell right on your skull you re coarser than the sand that slides right through my hands you fancy where you been why can t you swim did they offer to take you for a ride was there nobody waiting when you arrived gonna know what it tastes like to meet again gonna know what it feels like if you can