The vow of innocence* The sealed lips of silence The hidden smile The shadow that waits on the wall The eyes that turn from the pupils The compressed s**uality The disregarded sensuality The regurgitated words One person knows, knows their own silence One person's broken down on the horizon While another's finding their ocean With words that mobilise With words that mobilise The man he waits He waits for something The dry river bed he makes The cheap work he fakes The blue bones he breaks Oh the sounds he likes are unnerving to me Your official channels aren't working for me Here it lies beneath the pale skin One person knows, knows their own silence One person's broken down on the horizon While another's finding their ocean With words that mobilise With words that mobilise Oh it feels good Oh it feels good it feels good The more you allow yourself The more you want it The more you want it want it want it The more you want it for yourself The thrill of the hill Get carried away One person knows, knows their own silence One person's broken down on the horizon While another's finding their ocean With words that mobilise With words that mobilise Been bearing witness To what we have here The umbrella that asks The teeth of restraint Body too weak for the face The dream that's sweeter than the taste The sugary satire The words they don't flatter The misinterpretation of kindness The shameful stomach The verse of arson The fashion is hard-on