Don't hideaway inside yourself, or lie in a state in your room.nWe altered our image, to irresistible flame.nnWas she something worth loving? She was all that and more.nHelping watchers on shores. With supple beauty.nShe was all that, and she was all that, and you know,nIt's my eyes that tell me: she's a work of art.nWell, is this heaven, or just the state of art?nnViolence steps upon our lives, danger firm and staunt.nThe world trods upon us, like a protectorate.nYou know what they'll say, You needn't look any further than this.nYou need the touch of a lover's kiss. An irresistible flame.nnWas she something worth loving? She was all that and more.nHelping watchers on shores. With supple beauty.nShe was all that, she was all that, and you know,nIt's my eyes that tell me: she's a work of art.nWell, is this heaven, or just the state of art?nnWith our hearts we step in, why don't you gently ride the storm?nnIs this heaven, or just the state of art?