These images replay
The things we shouldn't have seen-
I can't forget, I'll never forget
But what was it that I was trying to remember? It must have been important
It must have been true
It must
I can't remember, I'll never remember
With all these floating points
I'm glad I have this control to combine these numbers
I'm forming patterns - I love to repeat
When I see him coming down
He's speaking
It's scripted, it's ok
I love a good show
How many times will we buy what we want to be and then need more?
Songs we sing to ourselves just to keep our heart rate down
Rhythm and rhyme making the lines;
The basis of the sign
I'll take these changes sitting down
And I'll watch these images float around
We cannot, cannot be saved
And we cannot be saved