People are paid to hide in the silence The camera sounds chills into a style What you become will never be final Together they pray and press it to vinyl
I don't know whats coming out from inside I'm on the outside with the rest of you Call me back if you see me inside Wont you hold me back when I arrive
Are you calling my name? In the cold black hour What you holding out for
Tears have turned you into the ground Art dissolved you into a crowd Tears have turned you into the ground Art dissolved you into a crowd
I'm coming back to feel the design To pull together and try to define I call a calling in the dead of the night Something kinda resembling life
Tears have turned you into a cloud Art dissolved you into the crowd Tears have turned you into a cloud Art dissolved you into the crowd
If I hold back don't you worry If I find the right place I know you lead me from there I will take you through this haze Erase us both and leave no trace at all this time
At least you got me always on Expose the faces never shown At least you've got me always on A stranger that you chanced upon