In the end Your just as well being here And out amongst The frozen ponds and parks I understand The clarity, the solitude But I'm beginning to think I said too much My words don't turn you on Your here less than your gone The spark still fights the worst Where's the hunger wheres the thirst Anymore I felt the fight I felt the good So I'm awake Its not the dream I hope it was the last Your cubicles, your tentacles Will still find you You cant hide from all the weight and wear My words don't turn you on Your here less then your gone The spark still fights the worst Where's the hunger wheres the thirst Anymore