Spitting image Small collision without limit to our visions No horizon To find our balance Understanding as a weapon Spitting image Small collision without limits to our visions No horizon, To find our balance Understanding as a weapon Spitting image Small collision without limits to our visions I can see it all, now I can see it all now I can see it all now (No horizon) Here in this room We are blind still But our brains are working Waiting Waiting For whatever this could be (Can you hear me?) It would be long now (Waiting, waiting) And these hours will be past (Can you hear me?) With the kinder, quiet conversation That your words are silence (Silence) Spitting image Small collision without limits to our visions No horizon To find our balance Understanding as a weapon I can see it all, all now I can see it all now I can see it all now I can see it all now