i hit the pause button on my mind
so i could re-characterize
all that came after as meaningless
and therefore much less dangerous
to my storyline and my secret life
my lover's eyes and another time
i keep them tucked away inside
oh how i need them tucked deep deep inside
so if things should stay bad or get much worse i could say hey friend well you know of course
we're coming apart at the seams but i'm safe and whole here in these memories
where the rain drips soft off the cyprus trees
the sunset's light fills everything
i take her hand and say hey you know im feeling better im feeling home
but i know now
the world don't shut down
even a thick frown must hold out in faith for another lift
just in this ghost town it's easy to drop out
it's easy to block out the sounds
the beautiful mess
but there in the summer
in the french theatre
the childish laughter had drowned out the demonic hiss
and even when it's bitter
i can still feel her
no one went nowhere
it's all still here it just keeps on changing shapes

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