Satellite or moon? Riddle or fortune? How long will it take me to leave my cocoon? To wrestle the room and no longer marooned? Emerge like a winner? ♪ Reminds me of you, my sweet summer fruit Always an island and rarely consumed With the dust or the filler, pro or beginner I'm leaving the dimmer on low ♪ I'm faulty as hell, hide in my shell Climb the whole tower without ringing the bell I'm at war with my shadow, roads, dark and narrow But I am the arrow And blessed is he who bares this disease Craves the desire of a man on his knees He says "Listen to me, say what you see And worry for it when you're gone" ♪ Ha-ah-ah, ah ♪ Ha-ah-ah, ah Ha-ah-ah, ah Ha-ah-ah, ah