When your eyes are tight now you see the crash sight howl a crucified morning people thunder storming welcome to the heat race dancers on a red plate strike while the iron is hot
but you know that its dark outside and you have little time to hide love and disarm now it will do you no harm now people we know slip away
feel like a gun head from things that are not said you had a sunday notion you'd go through the motions feeling cross and wavy you know you couldn't save me try to retrieve me somehow you want to lay in the morning sun and blow around like the chosen one
swinging at the sea stars living on a memoir people we know slip away when your eyes are tight now you see the crash sight howl a crucified morning it comes with no warning where's it going to come from is it going to feel numb people we know slip away
Ric Ocasek : vocals, guitar Billy Corgan : guitar, keys, vocals Matt Walker : drums Produced by Ric Ocasek and Billy Corgan