As much pluck it out
Antenae remain
And when it's real quiet I make out
signal that's faint

It [bad word] natural
Exercise control
I put the lamb's blood on my door
Put the lamb's blood on my door

I hold myself back
I bite my tongue
The patience that took
Though I may seem
Expressionless
My body's a book

It [bad word] natural
Exercise control
I put the lamb's blood on my door

Our most precious ambitions fail
Love it is conditional
Our most precious ambitions fail
Love it is conditional

As much pluck it out
Antenae remain
And when it's real quiet I make out
(Precious ambitions fail)
signal that's faint
(Love it is conditional)

Our most precious ambitions fail
Love it is conditional
Our most precious ambitions fail
Love it is conditional