| Lyrics: | Everywhere . . . everywhere, there is something to believe in
Everyone, and his brother, has a
massage for me somewhere
I believe . . . in the cry of little children
There's a thorn in
my side, that makes me want to free them
There's a cry there's a cry . . . cry off in the
distance
Of a long, long, long breakdown . . .
There's a light in the tower, there to
guide us through
The long night
Through the long night when we're dreaming
Under
blankets of deception
In the darkness, undercover we may bump into each other
In the
darkness, undercover, looking for a new direction
We may wander, we may wander in geometric
patterns
In a long, long, long, long, breakdown . . .
Underwater, underwater, I will
meet you underwater
I will find you, I will find you, in the deep |
