Music: Alan Lauris
Lyrics: John Coughlan
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Don't worry no, don't worry that my eyes seem dim
Don't worry that they're slightly pink around the rim
I know it's unnerving
that my vision's unswerving
But I'm wearing only one of my faces
The one I wear when I'm in two places
My body is here but I'm stood over there
That's why my features stare
And they don't seem to care
'Cause I'm stood over there
Stood over there
Don't worry, sometimes I'm still talking
Don't worry that sometimes I'm still walking
I know your brain's addling
'Cause I seem to be straddling
In a way you'll never understand
Impossible? Yes, but on the other hand...
My body is here but I'm stood over there
That's why my features stare
And they don't seem to care
'Cause I'm stood over there
Stood over there
Don't worry 'Bout this strange demeanour
Radiating Emanating
Often puzzling Sometimes grating
My mind's busy scanning, panning
Under the surface, behind their eyes
Sifting memories, truth and lies
Lifting the lid on self-delusions
Illuminating dark confusions
Reinforcing their mental supports
Tip-toeing around innermost thoughts
Don't hurry, no don't hurry, I'm concentrating
Don't hurry I need to see what I'm creating
I have to be so calm
otherwise I might cause harm
Standing in such close proximity
Builds up a charge of true affinity