I thought things would take off But they cooled down Your voice on the phone I hear traffic behind Violent rain Outside looking out Looking up Fragments of sky Looking to leave Transmit and deceive Kill off the fortune tellers ♪ You say that woe is always on your mind You drag me back in for a breath of comfort No longer telling wrong from right The ghost-like horizon of your eye I hear things aren't well Since you sold me out I remember you clear Your rituals of doubt With city lights from 1988 Sprinkled like dust On your window pane ♪ You say that woe is always on your mind You drag me back in for a breath of comfort No longer telling wrong from right The ghost-like horizon of your eye ♪ Maelstrom I'm drifting away I'm staying under You fall back to aged ideals Controlled by thunder Ruled by dishonor Come feel I am not real Woe is always on your mind You drag me back in for a breath of comfort No longer telling wrong from right The ghost-like horizon of your eye