We sit and watch these lifeless forms
Stark and petrified
The high suspense of an empty stage
Drawing, in clutching to its breast

With murmured words we sigh and focus
On the main facade
Beyond the hard reluctant windows
News from magazines

We wrote their names on books we'd borrowed
As if to bring us closer still
And threw it all away to focus on the main facade
Rage in eden jigsaw sequence,
But no one could see the end

And they were the new gods
And they shone on high
Their heavy perfume on the night
Sucked them down in red tide

All is through the looking glass focus on the main facade
Rage in eden jigsaw sequence,
But no one could see the end

Disciples of the new way
Portraits in the new sand
See when they run their longest mile
Holding caps in wet hands

Eyes upon them try to focus on the main facade
Rage in eden jigsaw sequence,
But no one could see the end