The screen, it's talking in [bad word] At least it's being honest
There must be something...Something...
To get my teeth into, to get my teeth into
Are you getting this? Are you getting this?
Ages ago, I saw you...
Aches and pains,play on words
I'll just keep on reading
Invested interest
The static and the flicker
Shows me words and pictures
I delusional?
Is 20 hours walking distance?
The spirograph clearly shows you're rehabilitated now
Not a word
Not a word
Walking distance,it's walking distance...I'm there
It's only 20 hours away
You told me something had to change
If only I could keep myself away
broken process, I'll make an effort
You'll paint a picture, a work in progress
Not a word,not a word, not a word
Every time you disappear, every time you disappear
She has a confession, she wants to get better
So I'll make a token effort
As we get closer the room gets smaller
And that's all she wants, progress