| Lyrics: | Chris DeGarmo, Geoff Tate)
Beating with life you promised life,
security,
happiness.
Unfortunate son cornered,
cowering in the pit of
circling panes of glass
that
surround and reveal the ever present "It".
"It" is my move, my every
look,
interpreting gestures,
informing others
what's undercover and
lurking
beneath my mask
of this year's featured model.
Is this too much?
Close your
eyes.
Care to look inside? I AM I!
What may appear
might easily be
explained,
but given the situation
of info saturation,
what you feel can never go
away.
Steering perception? I AM!
Inviting contradiction? I AM!
It's my
insistence
you keep your distance
from the glare behind my stare.
So this is the
way
the game is played.
You can leave now. . .
but I think you'll stay. I am I |
