There isnnsomething strangenni think it's goodnessnngraciousnni felt you there.nnnnso dont stopnndon't stop a good thingnnim only in the midst of verses and chimes are still ringing,nnand the phrases the phrases are blurring,nnits me all alone on the window sill with a (torn sweatshirt on)nnand youve never felt this good, and ive never felt this grey. dont give it away.nnnn///but me oh my/// ive got this chainsaw, and im coming in.nnput the landmarks beside the bed.nnand if you remember who i amnnjust take a quick blow, dont say a wordnnhush hush hush hush hush hush, youll seennthat creek creek creek creek creek creek is me.nnreassemble for the masqueradennive got a bad feeling but im headfirst on the oddsnnnnon - am i suprisingnnthe - no pulse risingnnodds - now disguisingnnon the odds- cry for mennnnim messing im messing with downed linesnnand its all these things that are in my head, dont it (make you sick)nnnnim fighting it.nnbut im losing my ground.nnand you youre smilingnnnnthere isnnsomething strangenni think its falsehoodnnbut im glad that i could dance for youn