| The lights go out over Jericho Beach and my eyes can’t store the memory
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| The back of my space drifts away into someone else’s galaxy
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| I make my choice and the path of choice leads into role behaviour
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| I sell my dreams for the promise of peace as I know that you’ll arrange for me A placed to stay and sometimes be awake
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| A placed to stay and sometimes be awake
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| I’m down in the tunnel down in the tunnel the tunnel is all I memorize
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| A hollow truth a droned-out monologue waiting to be filled with lies
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| I am what I could lay aside from the urge to recreate myself
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| I’m 30 years of age and still I can’t find behind the wall of ice
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| A placed to stay and sometimes be awake
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| A placed to stay and sometimes be awake
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| Stay away, stay away
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| You might get hurt, you might get lost like me Stay away, stay away
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| You might get hurt, you might get lost like me Don’t try to save me Release the diving bell
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| Transfer my head above the water
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| Count me in and treat me well
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| I discard the doubt that it’s out of date to prolong my breech of gravity
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| I’m driven along by the gospel orbiting a world that seems to small for me I know that you know that I know while my faith could move Himalayas
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| My will locates in a meaningless phrase in a self-admiring mimicry
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| A placed to stay and sometimes be awake
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| A placed to stay and sometimes be awake
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| A placed to stay … |