Texty: Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark. The New Stone Age.

This is the room, this is the wall
This is the body I've been hoping for
These are the words I've been longing just to say

So this is my goal, the end of my life
This is the feeling that won't be amassed
Oh my God, what have I done this time
Oh my God, what have I done this time

The things that you find, the tug at the sky
The feeling, the longing, the very repine
Oh my God, what have we done this time
Oh my God, what have we done this time