Some came here before usnAnd others still arrivenSome stand behindnThe unmarked signsnRecognized from time to timenAnd everything is up for grabsnThe spectral being's stark raving madnnIn the tender part of the hologramnThe lights went off and came on againnnAnd I held you on the chordless linenEverything spinning insidennThe underlying that does withoutnThe lethal punch that knocks you outnnWhat binds us, we're all borrowingnAnd what was left, we've traded innnAnd who has the kindest facenAnd where is the one I’ve loved so longnSo long, so long, so long