The chains from the bridle and the reins fell from my hands
  The engines are idle and the ship sails on dry land
  I stood there stupefied, I thought I recognized
  Walking down Rocking Horse Road, getting lost
  Shot through Vaseline, he picks up the paper from the lawn
  And tucks "The Suburban Assassin" underneath his arm
  He smiles weakly and turns away
  I know you'll never come to harm
  Walking down Rocking Horse Road, it's so peaceful
  
  It's like a photograph
  From the other side of the world
  I said "I want you only"
  And then I left you alone
  Crying on Rocking Horse Road, or somewhere quite like it
  
  The cemetery gardens, there are names not numbers on the gateposts
  And the eyes in the curtain follow you like a smirking ghost
  I know I must not look back
  'Cause part of me is waiting still
  
  There on Rocking Horse Road for you
  In a little dream house made for two
  Well you were the one that made your escape
  In your stocking feet and your sticky tape
  
  All the way down