And all the burning of the hour
all the magic dissolved in supernatural power
what's bad is good
when someone cries
in the land of the blind
fortune favours the man of one eye
there was no beginning
and will be no end
love is a lane
so travel my friend
To be all good is never
to live
This is obviously me
being on my own too long
This is obviously me being
on my own too long
This is torpedo sand
this is turgid eel of electricity
wrapped in life
affirmed in the sea
This is obviously me being
on my own too long
This is obviously me
This is the sign language of the sea
all the crustaceans by their birthright
are free
we all live in shells it seems to me
I heard the sermon on the mount
But after ten commandments
I lost count
It all just seemed too hard to get
The economy is thrashing under the weight of all the lies
