Letra da Música Even Less Porcupine Tree

A body is washed up on a Norfolk beach
He was a friend that I could not reach
He thought I was cold but I understand
But for the grace of god goes another manAnd I may just waste away from doing nothing
But I'm a martyr to even lessA choirboy is buried on the moors
Where we used to go dreaming when we were bored
So some kids are best left to fend for themselves
And others were born to stack shelvesAnd I may just waste away from doing nothing
But I'm a martyr to even lessFuck you and your book too
You can have it back
When I'm gone these songs will
Will be my tracksAnd I had a stupid dream that I could change things
But I'm a martyr to even lessI hate the ground that I have walked upon
Nothing I've done has ever mattered long

Composição: Steven Wilson.