It's been coming 'round for daysnI've been seeing it for yearsnYou've said all you had to saynIt doesn't mean that you're sincerenIf what you mean is harmnnAnd we know what you will saynWhen you talk behind our earsnYou're the good in everythingnAnd the worst of all our fearsnIf what you mean is harmnnAnd your dying thoughts kill us allnAnd your dying thoughts kill us allnnNow you're waiting on a lifenThat you thought would reappearnYou take comfort in the waysnThat you held out all these yearsnNo love, loss or harmnnAnd your dying thoughts kill us allnAnd your dying thoughts kill us allnAnd your dying thoughts kill us allnAnd your dying thoughts kill us allnAnd your dying thoughts