Now tell me what to say
To make it go away
I don't know why I'd play
Games of obvious clichés

Take another piece now
Crippled frames, show me how
Beacons in the darkest hour
Corneal flashes in denial

And will you be so kind
Stand behind the yellow line
Faceless you claim to be
Beware of honesty

A loose grip in loose clay
For concrete thoughts I pray

Instant melodies
Shades of concluding keys
Doors of depth in me
I am right here

Yeah!

Instant melodies
Shades of concluding keys
Doors of depth in me
I am right here