*Spoken*   Think your in America?   New York maybe, or L.A?   Ya, America      You,   You're,   Attached by--   A hot wire, through my eyes.      You,   You're,   Attached by,   A quiet wire, through my ear.      You,   You're,   Attached by--   These sweet pictures you dubbed in my brain.      Dip a finger in me,   And paste one of my words on your machine.   Let me be distraction,   Let me be dream.   Let me be future,   Let me be--Oh oh.   Dip a finger in me,   And draw my words on your machine.      In a dream I can touch you,   In your dream   I can feel you twist   I can feel you rise because   You're always near.      Through the paper wall I see you.   Dancing with another one's dream.   Can't help but be my distraction.   You're all I dream.      Pin-pricked walls light   Falls over me   Warm until searing   Good until bleeding      I forget, (America)   Throw something out to me!   Mmm, that's why I liked you! (America)   Remind me how to breathe!   (I'm always here)      Dip a finger in me,   And paste one of my words on your machine.   Let me, be distraction.   Le me be dream.   Let me be future.   Let me be--Oh oh!   Cross your finger in me.   And draw my word on your machine.