The over Under - Lloyd Cole

There’s nothing to see

There’s no way of knowing

If we’re coming or going

There’s no way to know

We walk through the door

Are we in, are we out now?

Do we twist, do we shout, now?

There’s no way to know

Your guess, I guess

Is as good as mine

We could pool together

And be half right all of the time

My guess, I guess

It’s all, it’s all the same to me

I’ll just throw this out there

If you might care to tag along

Now that I’m no longer chasing certainty

What’s the over

What’s the over under?

We’ve nowhere to be

We need to get going

The old ways of knowing

There’s no way to know

We drive through the night

To be there in the morning

To be where in the morning?

There’s no need to know

And Mama Bear says

«Papa Bear

Are you lying there

All afternoon?»

Your guess, I guess

Is as good as mine

We could pool together

And be half right all of the time

My guess, I guess

It’s all, it’s all the same to me

I’ll just throw this out there

If you might care to tag along

What’s the over

What’s the over under?