Now tell me what to say To make it go away I don't know why I'd play Games of obvious clichés Take another piece now Crippled frames, show me how Beacons in the darkest hour Corneal flashes in denial And will you be so kind Stand behind the yellow line Faceless you claim to be Beware of honesty A loose grip in loose clay For concrete thoughts I pray Instant melodies Shades of concluding keys Doors of depth in me I am right here Yeah! Instant melodies Shades of concluding keys Doors of depth in me I am right here