Watchmen Incarnate
In the air the tension lingers Evident in pointing fingers From the rad the steam it rises In this tomb of no surprises Never knowing what they mean Not quite in tune with their schemes Suspect me of an empty shell? But I guess it's just as well Want to become you Sweet perfection, enchanted youth, I'll lose The weight of all my worries, I'll be the truth, I'll seek The source, so plant the seed and let it run its course (Of course) Paranoia's just like ants And conversation makes them dance Around our like hungry friends So watch your step and just pretend All that glitters is really gold And we love all that we are sold And if there's any pain inside Paint on a smile, man, and let it slide Want to become you Sweet perfection, enchanted youth, I'll lose The weight of all my worries, I'll be the truth, I'll seek The source, so plant the seed and let it run its course Let it run its course And through the whispers And across the haze Just like a mouse Searching wild in a maze I see you From across the room Yeah, I see you Early morning light it grows Casting down on pure white snow Quietly we walk back home Like buffalo, our minds they roam Minds they roam
