Tekster: Dead Letter Office. Poles Apart.

Don't you know that the odds are stacked against us,
and no-one here's gonna tell you how to win.
Read the book, seen the script, completely vacant.
It's hard to stay alive when you don't know how to live.

And I guess it matters to me.

Hey, don't have faith man it'll damage your heart.
Hey, You're not alone kid, you're part of me.

In the town where you can't get enough to make it,
It's been so many years since we last saw sparks.
If your ship don't come in swim out to catch it,
Even if the water looks a little dark.

And I guess it matters to me.

Hey, don't have faith man it'll damage your heart.
Hey, You're not alone kid, you're part of me.

A celebrated scholar with nothing new to say,
you don't matter, you're just in the way.
The politics and dirty tricks they played behind your back.
No second chances, no trying again.
You didn't stay for long but you made sure to leave your mark.
We don't speak no more. We've grown so far apart.
and I need some solid ground to stand on, I need somewhere to call home,
I could try double but you're nothing on your own.

No-one's nothing on their own.

We might as well be poles apart