The blue light, it falls. It bounces out into the halls Reflects back off the mirror. I can't even hear her I don't know if she's even there. Insincerity in the air There's boxes on the table, filled with meaningless fables Come sit down and tell me how Your personality's reeling now Show the way to the right way in How can you start if you don't know where to begin? These sounds they make no sense, tell you they're not worth a pence. They're not richer These lights that I've seen, I can't tell you what you mean. Too bright for these eyes These floors that line the halls, want me at their beckoning call The machine up on that stage, wants me to start a clean new slate