Lyrics

Over in the corner in his overcoat the sleeves are long and tangled
Joined him in believing, a relief in hell and death and God and angels

The marker in the book is in the pages, working overtime
To keep the place of words of wisdom safe and sure within his mind
Confusion opened wide around the boundaries he had set away
And closed in ever afterwards and held him there to stay

The lights are dim, the hall is dark, you haven't any reason to be wondering
Asylum dinner comes equipped with cigarette and sedative for calming

The marker in the book is in the pages, working overtime
To keep the place of words of wisdom safe and sure within his mind
Confusion opened wide around the boundaries he had set away
And closed in ever afterwards and held him there to stay

Well it sounds like broken glass, it seems, the walls can't hold man with all his senses
And boundaries of gold and lead, and waves, and lenses build our hidden fences

The marker in the book is in the pages, working overtime
To keep the place of words of wisdom safe and sure within his mind
Confusion opened wide around the boundaries he had set away
And closed in ever afterwards and held him there to stay