I'm running here Every focus is splintered Every attempt he can afford Rendered pointless and it's streaming down Senses together they move cleaner than transit will allow And sometimes i wanna move cleaner than transit will allow to be Electricity (x4) Now inbetween Leaving and arriving I can try to digest this sequence of events Again i draw it out And again i get delayed reaction I get splinters I watch the people and the cars It's slow motion They're beautiful like breaking glass Not yet broken My motion is silver on the point Of a moment - splinter - moment My vision, the colour of Electricity (x4) Moment splinter moment Splinter into colour And let me be Electricity (x4)