Suspected

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Down on the ocean floor

That's where I'm heading for

Hold on to a sinking stone

Until the worst is known

Nobody wants to think about it

Nobody wants to talk about it

Nobody protects you

They make it go away

Pretending that it's all ok

Broken pieces on the ground

And everyone's tiptoeing round

Nobody wants to think about it

Nobody wants to talk about it

Nobody protects you... yeah

And we're losing some faith

We used to cry

We used to say why

For all I know

I might not get home

I found out

If you opened it up

We could work this out

Nobody wants to think about it

Nobody wants to talk about it now

What you suspected all along

Everything he told you was wrong

And you can see it if you want

Nobody wants to

end(Neil's mummerings to the end)