Из альбома: Signs of a Vacant Soul
More waits outside the door
Wondering what it's waiting for
Less is running up the score
Gotta find out why I don't have more
A perfect sky
A twitching eye
Needing only one thing to get by
Let it hide
Fall to the side
Try to do it in but it won't die
Don't be seen
Keep it clean
Never witnessed something this
pristine
Let it out
Fall at it's feet
Like the masses bowing to the color
green
I look a gift horse straight in the mouth
And I give and don't get
It's all about
I always knew
To pull it through
I'd have to make believe of just a few
A harder sail
It's just as well
The only thig they'll say - it's just a
fluke
I didn't know
I'd make it go
Only doing what seemed natural
It starts to fail
Another nail
Closing up the casket of my avail