The mask keeps on slipping and tearing   The holes are big enough to see   I strain and I'm bending to hear you   What did you tell me      So slow you see me disappear   Taken in taken away   Caught in another memory   Looking for something left to see   Now I want something      The one in the corner it's moving   Slowly up slowly down   Never too brilliant or clever   It won't turn around   No one will know that I'm looking   They can't get to me