Из альбома: The Tyranny of Inaction
If fortune feigned a smile
I'd search for hairline cracks
I'd fear the interfered
I'd know there's no pushing back
Those touching on more than I mean
To keep out of reach
Take far more than they need
Retrain the bitten hand
That feeds the prettiest of evil
No one ever believes
Walk blind
Talking kind
There's nothing going on in my mind
I wish you ran rings 'round me
You wish you ran rings 'round me
I wish if I could just wish it away
If I could just wish it away
Walk blind
Talking kind
There's nothing going on in my mind
I wish you ran rings 'round me
You wish you ran rings 'round me
I wish if I could just wish it away
If I could just wish it away
The pieces run through my fingers
And all for you to own
And this all matters
You couldn't leave me alone
Those touching on more than I mean
To keep out of reach
Take far more than they need
Retrain the bitten hand
That feeds the prettiest of evil
No one ever believes
Walk blind
Talking kind
There's nothing going on in my mind
I wish you ran rings 'round me
You wish you ran rings 'round me