The Engine

Sun on the estate spending Saturdays
Tinkering with the engine, planning our escape
Over dream landscape, souping up the engine

We become everyone
Everyone is to blame for everything
And everything is impossible to maintain
To maintain

I think of you my angel, driving home this evening
And I put my faith in the engine as you drive towards the light
Oncoming beams become beams going by

We become everyone
Everyone is to blame for everything
And everything is impossible to maintain
To maintain, to maintain

We become everyone
Everyone is to blame for everything
And everything

We become everyone
Everyone is to blame for everything
And everything

We become everyone
Everyone is to blame for everything
And everything is impossible to maintain
To maintain, to maintain