I'm holding my hands behind my head I'm holding my tongue, what can be said? When can we go, who do we know? This place is full of manic loneliness ♪ I'm holding the door, who is it for? I'm holding a grief beyond belief Though it may be thin, it is still there There's something underneath your loneliness What do you find yourself between? Invisible future, knowable past? How can you hold the balance, yeah? You know, walls don't have to crack ♪ I've let go of all ideas of love They're only ideas, useless enough So clear you can see most anything So much comes from only loneliness What do you find yourself between? Invisible future, knowable past? How can you hold the balance, yeah? You know, the walls don't have to crack What do you find yourself between? Invisible future, knowable past? How can you hold the balance? And you know, the walls don't have to crack