Sing me like a lullaby Read me like a book You can steal me in an art fraud heist Just tuck me underneath your coat And if you want to load me on the reel And blare a blinding light through me I'll be a silent film and you'll play the organ To go with the pictures I show When can I feel my skin again As more than between blood and air? I am what you tell me I am You make me an endless text, and You are my projectionist Give me like a war-time speech And fight me like a war Invade me like the Middle East Just bounce me off the satellites But the picture's out of focus now The blackout's all over town So make me now a candle, bright And push me through the powerlines But when can I feel my skin again As more than between blood and air? I am what you tell me I am You make me an endless text, and I am what you think of next, and You are my projectionist Shine a light through me so you can see Sing me in a different key, well I'm your diary, who's reading who now? And who's in whose skin? Turn on your TV, broadcast me Everywhere I want to be I lift up a rock and find me there When can I feel my skin again As more than between blood and air? I am what you tell me I am You make me an endless text, and I am what you think of next, and You make me an endless text, and I am what you think of next, and You make me an endless text, and I am what you think of next In the burning theater I am blessed For you are my projectionist