This is just like a movie When there's so much to say Time is slipping straight through me Ripping me up to shreds Send my wishes to New York City Whatever it means in your head Maybe I could have said it better But you know I know we're dead And all the echos overflow You hear things you ought to know Let me go one more time There's a show Here we are half insane Horizon's flat as a plain Holding hands as part of a demand To be one to be whole To be left in a hole To be held to be charged To be bent later snapped To be soon torn apart And all the echoes overflow You hear the things you never know Here we go one more time Make yourselves right at home Bare my soul I've been true to you Pull your heart strings Until they bleed