I hear music in colors I see it in the airnAnd all the sisters and brothers I see them therenWhen all the lights go out all over townnAnd all the pretty fireworks fall downnnI'm waiting for a wake up call I don't try to sleepnI watch fluorescent second hand creep.nYou know I love another does it bother you?nDo you think that one love is good enough for two?nnThe pure pain of jealousy a piercing fearnPassed right through her soul like a spearnWe all have deeply hidden chords that someone else must strikenTo hear the very ringing of the psyche.nnI hear you split up with your boyfriendnAnd he seemed unconcernednLove's a fickle fortune babenEvery penny must be earnednnWe're astronauts we're angels but we're never coming downnFor all the gods who've passed us by have drownednThe boogaloo of modern verse is dancing in her mindnStill very much the nervous kind.nnDo you like this kind of party I don't know why I camenThey take winning so seriously but never play the gamenI can smell the powder of your make up, your perfumenSense you when you're in another roomnnAre they still talking about furnituren'Bout one or other chairnI can only see you sitting there.