I stand on these two feet
48 hours so
My steps might move the days
To where I’d like to be
The web is thick
With lies and cheats
I’m one of them
And you’re out of reach
I wear these ribbons like
A prisoner, ball and chain
A grain in a desert dune
Praying to the sun for rain
The air is dry
The stars are true
I wonder how
I’ll change for you
Oooooooooooooo
I watch on glowing screens
Scrawling pipes of industry
Later we’ll strike chords in bars
Wonder who’s listening
The room is dark
And I cannot see
Can only feel
What’s missing
The room is dark
And I cannot see
Can only feel
What’s missing
