I can keep my head in sight
when the modern drift is all I have.
You can pull my head aside,
but the modern drift is all I have.
When the moment dies
and I come to you
with a broken lie
that I made for you
will I let you see you're not
with the living ghosts?
Will they catch your sight
or the back of you?
I can keep my head in sight
when the modern drift is all I have.
You can pull my head aside,
but the modern drift is all I have.
We could be so strong
but we're all afraid.
They will play your hands
like a puppeteer.
And the dreams aren't true
but we know it—we know that tune
that the angel sang to the hollow death:
"I can keep my head in sight
when the modern drift is all I have.
"You can pull my head aside,
but the modern drift is all I have.
"It's all I have"