All the things you like
Guided by their charms
Behind them safety store
Wrap your greedy arms around them all
Sail don't try to steer just sail
You can be hell of a force
With the button to a broken man
Because you know I'm impatient
I've been hounded down before
The diving bell keeps surfacing
It doesn't ring anymore
Did the little boy only
get his orders from himself
Did the whole world revolve
his middle class act
The girl next door hears voices
in her head every night
The mother's tears that he's bringing
home trash from the pile
You know I'm impatient
I've been hounded down before
The diving bell keeps surfacing
It doesn't ring anymore
And you know I'm impatient
I've been hounded down before
The diving bell keeps surfacing
It doesn't ring anymore
Wife still believes life settles
like a stream of dust
Through the beams you lose you underneath
Did the little boy on his pedestal
And the girl next once the voice is gone
And did the whole world
and the mothers tears
Sink the sunshine on the back field
The grasping is hand is never full
And the perfect life is just damaged goods
And you should have talked
and you should talk too
Because in twenty years you'll be a mute