Hums of conversation
Lip glows
One leg crossed
Driven back into this cornerIt is the same when I leave
As when I come
On a higher or lower frequency
It means nothing to me'Cause it's the same when I leave
As when I come
On a higher or lower frequency
It means nothing to meWatch me turn the volume down
It's always cold before the last day
Still guarding space
Snow piled up by the road to my houseThe one time I tried, it was a fine view
Through and across
Then there was restlessness
And in that movement
I dressed in the light from outsideIt is the same when I leave
As when I come
On a higher or lower frequency
It means nothing to me'Cause it's the same when I leave
As when I come
On a higher or lower frequency
It means nothing to me'Cause it's the same when I leave
As when I come
On a higher or lower frequency
It means nothing to me'Cause it's the same when I leave
As when I come
On a higher or lower frequency
It means nothing to meThis means nothing to me
This means nothing to me
This means nothing to me
This means nothing to meThis means nothing to me
This means nothing to me
This means nothing to me
This means nothing to me