There's static in the air
And the rise and fall of breathing
The answers have never been so clear
Chainsaw teeth couldn't cut a tear
Thanks to electrical wires
Tonight there will be no sleeping
One arm on the roof and the other underground
It's cold outside but in here it's withered and brown
Enter the room to blank stares
Build it up layer by layer
Ursa Major Burn bright
Not a dry eye in the room
And from the hawk's plume there's no mistaking
Aperture and lens speed share my view
I don't care about them, I care about you
Circle the bed in road flares
From the thieves and the naysayers
Ursa Major Burn bright
It was Zeus himself that threw the bears farewell girls,
I will try to call from somewhere

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