We sit and watch these lifeless forms stark and petrified
The high suspense of an empty stage drawing, in clutching to its breast
With murmured words we sigh and focus on the main facade
Beyond the hard reluctant windows news from magazines
We wrote their names on books we'd borrowed as if to bring us closer still
And threw it all away to focus on the main facade
Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence, but no one could see the end
And they were the new gods and they shone on high
Their heavy perfume on the night sucked them down in red tide
All is through the looking glass focus on the main facade
Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence, but no one could see the end
Disciples of the new way, portraits in the new sand
See when they run their longest mile holding caps in wet hands
Eyes upon them try to focus on the main facade
Rage in Eden jigsaw sequence, but no one could see the end