I Need A Mirror
In The Eyes Of A Man.
I Need No Protection
From My Bullet-proof Plan.
I've Got A Ticket
For All That I Lack.
You Might Think That I'm Always Gone
But I Know That I'm Coming Back.
Sit At My Table
Sip From My Bowl.
Feel Like I Know You Now
And I Will Do Until I Get Old.
You Might Not See Me
But Trust That I'll Stay.
But There's No Sense In Traveling
If We've Already Been That Way.
Night Is A Matter
Hidden In Grass
Bite Like A Light
Depends On The Ways
To See How Long It Lasts
But You Know Better
You Stand Your Ground
Might Just Stain A Little
But She Knows You're Sticking Around
The Beauty Of Uncertainty...
Ooh...
Ahh, Ooh...