A triangle becomes a line to never reunite.
I can tell it from your blind disguise and badly hidden smiles.
Congratulations, you all, I'll see you in the fall.
This time I'm not gonna go, I just don't wanna know.
If I close my eyes, time will pass it by.
If I find a place to hide, I will someday come around.
Open up your door tonight, let's share a sticky pipe.
Reach out and hand to me the touch of a human being.
In white illusions we'll sleep, as days turn into weeks.
This time I'm not gonna go, I just don't wanna know.