Nothing you can name a nameless one I'll wait until you wake, then I'll get up Shadows on her face like specks of dust That drift across away from where I was Wish I had the guts to get back now Nostalgia making love to the zeitgeist sound Nothing taking but we try Try to shake them every night, all night We are talking in the corners With the understood reformers Skipping lines across the border Wishing Soledad had warned us They will chalk it up to boredom Idle hands, you can't ignore them Passing time, looking to score one Oh my God, what's headed towards us? I'm down to lay it on you You're catching eyes across a crowded room Wish I knew the way to get back home Wish I knew a way to let you know We are talking in the corners With the underpaid performers Skipping lines across the border Wishing Soledad had warned us They will chalk it up to boredom Idle hands, you can't ignore them Passing time, looking to score one Oh my God, what's headed towards us?