The living word I thought you died I wrote a song that said you tried But couldn't live your life inside This world of ours And when your pockets fill with sand Every hour pa**es with demands That go unmet, with empty hands that follow them [Pre-Chorus] And you stay every day Trying to make it go away Don't go And the things that you say Like you're acting in a play You know? [Chorus] And I saw you in a hall With a pair of horns atop your head But that was just someones' mistake A translation they had missed Just one more on a long list Of foreign phrases that they had misread And it happens all the time It's a slow and steady grind That leaves everyone behind Til it's forgotten and it's fine (fine, fine, fine) I froze my eyes were red and dry The summer night went slowly by As hums and buzzes failed to help me Sleep again And I heard tell that the precious stones That shook the earth and rattled bones Would some day make a fitting home Somewhere pretty [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus]