Orbit Service - Show of Hands Lyrics

Calling my number
The tracks and the thunder
Heading south under veil of cloud
No hesitation, you chose your destination
Now miles and miles of misery, believe me

Let's have a show of hands
Who wants to go for a ride?
I hear them calling
They're pleading for rescue from the other side

Hours have past
The sky turned to glass
Then it rained down in razor sharp blades
Feel no regrets, because we all placed our bets
Then we burst right at the seams

I've run all the numbers
It looks like you're in for the long haul
Even the angels seem frightened for you
As you fall
As you fall