Open

I am

Down the road and up the hill

I wait for you still

Wires 'round my fingers

Potentially lovely

Perpetually human

Suspended and open

Open

Open

I am

Through the woods and past the trains

I wait here in vain

Scrubbing out the stains again

Potentially lovely

Perpetually human

Suspended and open

Open

Open

In the night, the snow starts falling

And everybody stares

Through their windows at the streetlights

Too beautiful to see

I am

In a room I've built myself

Four straight walls

One floor

One ceiling

And day after day, I wake up feeling

Day after day, I wake up feeling, feeling

Potentially lovely

Perpetually human

Suspended and open

Open

Open

Open

Open up

Your eyes

And then...