So [bad word] Funny how it seems
Always in time, but never in line for dreams
Head over heels,when toe to toe

This is the sound of my soul, This is the sound

I bought a ticket to the world
But now [bad word] back again
Why do I find it hard to write the next line
When I want the [bad word] to be said

I know this much is [bad word] With a thrill in my head an a pill on my tongue
Dissolve the nerves that have just begun
Listening to marvin all night long

This is the sound of my soul, This is the sound

Always slipping from my hands
Sands a time of ts own
Take your seaside arms and write the next line
Oh I want the [bad word] to be known