My thoughts are formed in, an unspeakable language And in the corner of my eye, the scenery's changing You've been listening to, the wrong advice, for too long You've been listening to, the wrong advice, for too long My thoughts are formed in, an unspeakable language And in the corner of my eye, the scenery's changing Repair, it's what's urgently needed, young man The vanity of words, the silence of retreat Your feet on the ground, mean something You concede, far too easily Not after all's said, yeah far too easily Repair, it's what's urgently needed Repair, they're broadcasting it from every line And do you really think, you could find it From your comfortable confines From your, comfortable confines Repair, it's what's urgently needed Repair, they're broadcasting it After it's said and done