With a passion for cold inaction I'm flashing a badge of wait-and-see To lay there and smile might be fine for a while Tired of the nights in pride no speak But this man could give a good goddamn If he'd open up the door So follow the hollow thing And find what a hindsight makes believe The covering sky is nothing if I Go blind by some life I meant to lead Now this fool don't want to play it so cool Time on a TV screen Been blinking the years by me If these words could ring through And be heard as good news Fix my heart with wood glue Are we too far gone to pretend we can't lose? In your arms, I'd do no harm I do no harm