Public Image Ltd. The Room I Am In
Through this window, no large orbs ever come to view
Outside of this box, the morningÂ's grain the days of blue
And the evening hues, to blackened stars beyond these bars
These Â...tars, this is the room I am in
In them, I can see, the cell IÂ'm in, the hell IÂ'm in
And what it is IÂ'm in, and what it is I am in
Nowhere, what you are in it is always in itself
Always, also, in heaven,
Through this window, no large orbs ever come to view
Outside this box, the morningÂ's grain the days of blue
And the evening hues, blackened stars beyond these bars
These Â...tars, this is the room I am in
In them, I can see, the cell IÂ'm in, the hell IÂ'm in
And what it is IÂ'm in, and what it is I am in
Nowhere, what you are in it is always in itself
Always, also, in heaven.
