Shape
They said:
"Lady or gentlemanYou're either orIt's morning, it's eveningIt's once or it's more"What's that name? Eh. what's that name? What's my name again?When I held up the roof the floor would cave in
Shadow boxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talkShadow boxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk
Scribbling and coughing a line in the windsSo busy with oiling your sandcastle's hingesWhat's that name yeah what's that name yeah what's my name again?Stamp on the ground and the ceiling falls in
Shadow boxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talkShadow boxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walkShadow boxing, monologue and we clean and we clean and we cleanShadow boxing, monologue and we dream and we dream and we dream
And we go down to the beggar, to reach for the QueenAnd It's now and forever, and we are and we seemAnd we sculpture a statue to worship and bearThe chaos that's behind the glass ofwho and what and who and what we are