Ambulance

Canterbury

Watch a line on a screen, 
Watch me fade I’m fast asleep, 
Watching a number drop too low. 
Close the wounds, shut the door, 
I can’t help you anymore. 
I’ll drive fast, but you’re dying faster.

And you, you’ll keep us guessing way into the morning. 
Your life is an off switch away.

Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.
Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.

I could practice this every day, 
But hurricanes they make things change. 
Eyes have died; blood has dried on him. 
Close the wounds shut the door 
I can’t help you anymore. 
I’ll drive fast, but you’re dying faster.

Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.
Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.

There’s not very long to go now. 
I wish there was more that I could do for you now.

Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.
Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.
Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.
Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.
Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.
Am I gonna get out? It’s not safe here for me.