Van Der Graaf Generator - People You Were Going To

Your father has just left your mother,

gone off to live with his latest lover:

she sits there, just staring.

You've got to get back to your own flat

because the atmosphere in there is

so bad you can't bear it.

And the people you were going to America with

just left on the dawn 'plane

without you. (x4)

The people in the downstairs flat

are no longer there now, because they

left the gas tap on: they're all dead.

So you've no-one left to talk to,

you just lie there, in melancholy,

half-naked on your unmade bed.

And the people you were going to Africa with

just left on the Southern Star

without you.(x4)

Now the haze that's been forming

round your window-panes

is protracted and poisoned,

and you cannot feel a portion

of the world outside.

Can you imagine the way you'd feel

if all these things had happened to you

and the doctor says you're dying?

That is the way that I feel now

on finding that your love belongs

to someone else, and not I...

My chance of heaven has just blown away

upon a passing cloud, and there is nothing

that I can do without you.