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All day numbers emit toward my brain
But still the same two three appear again and over
Four five seven, one four three
The perils of human circuitry, all day long...
 
Separate from the corporate wonderland
Inducing false impressions of nearness
Floral love is drifting by
The photos down, the candles died...
 
Through my room and through my bones
I wait and watch with X-Ray Eyes
Resting now the movement dies
The stillness fades to dreams
 
Starting with a whine, a kiss, a splash
Silent rush, calm panic, blend with an icy mix
My hands are numb, my bodys warm
Out of sight, around the corner
 
Through my room and through my bones
I wait and watch with X-Ray Eyes
Resting now the movement dies
Push comes to shove, swiftly to love
 
Now my words float in limbo
They meet eyes with no fingers
And ears with no lips
But I look through the dark and...