Beacon

	At the end of the week
	Crammed in commuter trains
	Stations go by
	But we don’t know their names
	Our eyes never meet
	We flip through catalogues
	Or gape at our feet
	To maintain control
	And there’s a beacon in the middle of
	The town and when
	The power’s out
	It shows the way back home
	It shows the way back home
	Home
	It shows the way back home
	Home
	It shows the way back home
	The camera shot
	All the grins and stares
	But when the pictures appeared
	There was no one there
	I could hear the sound
	Distant and thin
	Of our hearts
	Caving in
	And there’s a beacon in the middle of
	The town and when
	The power’s out
	It shows the way back home
	It shows the way back home
	Home
	It shows the way back home
	Home
	It shows the way back home
	And at the end of the week
	We’ll set things on fire
	And at the end of the week
	We’ll set things on fire
	Do you know that thing
	Just before you fall asleep
	A sudden shock
	And the feeling of falling down
	It’s the ghosts of the past
	That try
	To sink
	Their talons in
	And drag you back in to the dark
	Back into the dark
	Back into the dark
	And at the end of the week
	We’ll set things on fire
	And at the end of the week
	We’ll set things on fire
	We’ll set things on fire
	Yeah, we'll set things on fire.

	At the end of the week
	Crammed in commuter trains
	Stations go by
	But we don' t know their names
	Our eyes never meet
	We flip through catalogues
	Or gape at our feet
	To maintain control
	And there' s a beacon in the middle of
	The town and when
	The power' s out
	It shows the way back home
	It shows the way back home
	Home
	It shows the way back home
	Home
	It shows the way back home
	The camera shot
	All the grins and stares
	But when the pictures appeared
	There was no one there
	I could hear the sound
	Distant and thin
	Of our hearts
	Caving in
	And there' s a beacon in the middle of
	The town and when
	The power' s out
	It shows the way back home
	It shows the way back home
	Home
	It shows the way back home
	Home
	It shows the way back home
	And at the end of the week
	We' ll set things on fire
	And at the end of the week
	We' ll set things on fire
	Do you know that thing
	Just before you fall asleep
	A sudden shock
	And the feeling of falling down
	It' s the ghosts of the past
	That try
	To sink
	Their talons in
	And drag you back in to the dark
	Back into the dark
	Back into the dark
	And at the end of the week
	We' ll set things on fire
	And at the end of the week
	We' ll set things on fire
	We' ll set things on fire
	Yeah, we' ll set things on fire.