Don't move, don't run aground
I have got you wired for sound
Pull the focus, spotlight on
My favourite automaton
Rags to riches, loss to hope
I'll be the one to cut the rope
I hide inside the brightest day
The miracle, the games you play
I curl my fingers through your hair
And you don't even know I'm there
I ride with you through every scene
Then pull you back
In the slow fade to black
There's no word for what I do
No framework to your point of view
There are many names for me
The desperate idolatry
Black dog in the machine
The old amnesiac
And the slow fade to black
I spin in every life worth living
Endless, always unforgiven
The plot twist or the wild recasting
Every day and everlasting
I pick the stitches in your heart
And watch the edges fall apart
I blur the lines and tilt the stars
Til you can't remember who you are
Then faster than the speed of dark
I twist the track
In the slow fade to black