Living proof of a seance
A young disciple to chaos
When I say, I say all
And when I look, I see far
Far enough to fade away
Still not far enough though
Far enough to fade away
Some might write a love song
Hold my tongue; it's broken
Only broken words are spoken
When I say, I say all
And when I look, I see far
Far enough to fade away
Some might write a love song
Far enough to fade away
Still not far enough though