There There. (The Boney King of Nowhere.)
In pitch dark I go walking in your landscapeBroken branches trip me as I speakJust because you feel it doesn't mean it's thereThere's always a siren singing you to shipwreckSteer away from these rocksWe'd be a walking disasterJust because you feel it doesn't mean it's thereThere, there...
Why so green and lonelyHeaven sent you to meWe are accidents waiting to happen