Now the floor is decked with gloom
And the ceiling is a wall
You wash your shirt clean as you prefer
But your jeans are not blue at all
It's just a fifty-second run
Fifty-second run
And all the times you have changed your mind
Like a bell that softly chimes
Now the sculptors make your body real
And they animate your eyes
They animate your eyes
Animate your eyes
And as soon as you look over fences
Find where you belong
Takin' one step down
One step down
If a hand will grab your shoulder
And then right before your eyes
Turn the day around
Take you one step down
One step down
Taking one step down
Bells are quiet, and the fog's still thick
And as soon as you come through
You'll say, "You never get what you deserve
And wins are far between and few"
So from now on
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