The Editors The Racing Rats Lyrics

When the time comes, that you're no longer there
Fall down to my knee, begin my nightmare

Words spill from my drunken mouth
I just can't keep them away
I keep up with the racing rats
And do my best to win...

Slow down little one, you can't keep running away
You musn't go outside yet, it's not your time to pay
Standing at the edge of your town, with the skyline in your eyes
Reaching up to God, the sun says it's goodbye

If a plane were to fall from the sky
How big a hole would it leave in the surface of the Earth?

Let's pretend we never met, let's pretend were on our own
We all live different lives, until our cover's blown
I push my hand up to the sky, shade my eyes from the sun
As the dust settles around me, suddly night-time has begun

If a plane were to fall from the sky
How big a hole would it leave in the surface of the Earth? The surface of the Earth?

Come on now you knew you were lost, but you carried on anyway
Oh come on now you knew you had no time but you let the day drift away

If a plane were to fall from the sky
How big a hole would it leave
If a plane were to fall from the sky
How big a hole would it leave in the surface of the Earth?
The surface of the Earth?
The surface of the Earth?

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