Goodbye to All That Marillion

They try to trace her in the town
Appeal for information on the local news
Someone must have missed her by now
A mother or a father or a friendly face to talk her down

She's heading for the great escape
Heading for the rave
Heading for the permanent holiday ...

I. Wave
Hold your breath 'till you feel it begin
Here it comes
Do you feel that?
Feel this?
Get used to it

She had the face of the Statue of Liberty
Oh free me
The fire and ice of Amazon and Eskimo
Take me home
The edge and the glance of high fashion
Ask me about next year

II. Mad
Tell me I'm mad
How should I know
Tell me I'm mad
I have been here for so long
Help me paint a picture
They say it's a lie
Tell me I'm mad
You're a fine one to decide