Four AM and I hear that cry
Look through the curtain but no sign of life
She stumbles longing over
All the secrets she hides
And silently sweeps it all under the rug
How many times have I heard that sound?
The hair on the back of my neck stands tall
Everybody slowly starts closing the blinds
Am I the only one who can recognize?
I hope I never become him
Stuck behind the morning light
I'm held in uncertain bondage, yeah
Watching, waiting
Black and white surveillance
I hope that nothing's going wrong
I hope that nothing's going wrong
And when he sees me look him eye-to-eye
Only on the off-hand chance that he strikes
A pantomime motion where I am
Miscast to play in the antemasque
I hope I never become him
Stuck behind the morning light
I'm held in uncertain bondage, yeah
Look through the curtain but no sign of life
She stumbles longing over
All the secrets she hides
And silently sweeps it all under the rug
How many times have I heard that sound?
The hair on the back of my neck stands tall
Everybody slowly starts closing the blinds
Am I the only one who can recognize?
I hope I never become him
Stuck behind the morning light
I'm held in uncertain bondage, yeah
Watching, waiting
Black and white surveillance
I hope that nothing's going wrong
I hope that nothing's going wrong
And when he sees me look him eye-to-eye
Only on the off-hand chance that he strikes
A pantomime motion where I am
Miscast to play in the antemasque
I hope I never become him
Stuck behind the morning light
I'm held in uncertain bondage, yeah
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