You're running circles in a sweat of fearnYou've been spinning for years with your vain ideasnThe Mirror tells you all need to knownBut you can't bear to look innYou say you believe in the acts that you practisenBut somehow you had to stopnIt's not important what's important to you any morennYou killed him too in the search for something beautifulnYou let yourself gonAnd killed him cos it's beautiful to watch him toonIn the search for something beautifulnYou let yourself gonAnd killed him cos it's beautiful to watchnnYou are a forward thinking, a moderniser in your own mindnYou are a visionary, the world owes a debt to younYou say you believe in your loving forgivenessnBut where was your mercy today?nIt's not important what your reasons were any morennIn all that you did, where was the reason?nCould reason disarm you?nOr would it alarm you?