Everywhere . . . everywhere, there is something to believe in
Everyone, and his brother, has a massage for me somewhere
I believe . . . in the cry of little children
There's a thorn in my side, that makes me want to free them
There's a cry there's a cry . . . cry off in the distance
Of a long, long, long breakdown . . .
There's a light in the tower, there to guide us through
The long night
Through the long night when we're dreaming
Under blankets of deception
In the darkness, undercover we may b**p into each other
In the darkness, undercover, looking for a new direction
We may wander, we may wander in geometric patterns
In a long, long, long, long, breakdown . . .
Underwater, underwater, I will meet you underwater
I will find you, I will find you, in the deep & quiet water
In the ocean, in the ocean, we will bask in all its glory
In the peaceful quiet water, I will tell you all a story
Of a long, long, long, long, breakdown
Everyone, and his brother, has a massage for me somewhere
I believe . . . in the cry of little children
There's a thorn in my side, that makes me want to free them
There's a cry there's a cry . . . cry off in the distance
Of a long, long, long breakdown . . .
There's a light in the tower, there to guide us through
The long night
Through the long night when we're dreaming
Under blankets of deception
In the darkness, undercover we may b**p into each other
In the darkness, undercover, looking for a new direction
We may wander, we may wander in geometric patterns
In a long, long, long, long, breakdown . . .
Underwater, underwater, I will meet you underwater
I will find you, I will find you, in the deep & quiet water
In the ocean, in the ocean, we will bask in all its glory
In the peaceful quiet water, I will tell you all a story
Of a long, long, long, long, breakdown