The ghosts fly their asses off tonight
I`m just driving till it dies
Tell him I`m driving, it`s alright
You tell him that I had a skin-full
You tell him that I couldn`t sit still
Imagine your whole self is filled with light
Your voice ringing out
Through the whole f**king town
Oh my eyes it cannot be
He said no, it cannot be
All that time, it cannot be
Oh my eyes, it cannot be

PJ Harvey