Text: Jeff Beck. Plynth (Water Down the Drain).

I've woken up on mornings such as this
And thought exactly the same as I'm thinking now
Every night for a year I've slept alone
My cold damp room looks worse than me

I got a fear of death that creeps on every night
I know I won't die soon but then again I might
Just like water down the drain I'm wasting away
And oh, doctors can't help, a ghost of a man, that's me

I'm going far

And oh, water down the drain flows to the sea
The pattern of my life keeps on hauntin' me
Like moisture from the ocean fills the sky
Comes on down to the ground as time goes by

Please don't weep for me when I'm gone

I got a fear of death that creeps on every night
And I know I won't die soon but then again I might

Please don't weep for me when I'm gone

A fear of death that creeps on every night