Will those feet in modern timesnWalk on soles that are made in China?nThrough the bright prosaic mallsnAnd the corridors that go on and on and onnnAre we blind ? Can we see?nWe are one, incompletenAre we blind ? In the citynWaiting for lightning to be saved, yeahn'Cause love is noise, love is painnLove is these blues that I?m singing againnnLove is noise, love is painnLove is these blues that I'm singing nAgain, again, again, again, againnnWill those feet in modern timesnUnderstand this world's affliction?nRecognize the righteous anger?nUnderstand this world's addiction?nnI was blind, couldn't seenWhat was here in menI was blind - insecurenFelt like the road was way too long, yeahnn'Cause love is noise, love is painnLove is these blues that I'm singing againnLove is noise, love is painnLove is these blues that I'm singing againnLove is noise, love is painnLove is these blues that I'm feeling againnLove is noise, love is painnLove is these blues that I'm singing nAgain, again, again, again, again, again, againnn'Cause love is noise, love is painnLove is these blues that you're feeling againnLove is noise, love is painnLove is these blues that I'm singing nAgain, again, again, again, again, again, againnnAll those feet in modern timesnWalk on soles made in ChinanWill those feet in modern timesnSee the bright prosaic mallsnWill those feet in modern timesnRecognize the heavy burdennWill those feet in modern timesnPardon me for my sins?nLove is noise