Number six Mason's Yard,   I stood outside and watched a million years go by...      Dream love come into me easy   Washed out and breezy   The rivers occur   Beneath the sky lines   Swallowed up by towers   Too many hours   Spent eating the world   Oh what a country   Brought me to a clearing   Direct upon hearing   The beautiful song of progress sweeping like a shimmer   Develop and simmer   The fever is gone      Cause there's a hole in the pocket where the money ran out   At the time it was better I believe you   But it was grace under fire, there's no reason to doubt   You had a blast.....   Didn't you?      Hot rain boils underneath me   I want you to teach me   Whatever you learned   Of all the secrets, harboring desire   Professional fire   Which passively burns   Oh what a waste of   Beauty and retention   We don't ever mention   The grit and the grime   But I still trust you   I will always love you   Don't let the papers   Unravel your mind      Cause there's a hole in the pocket where the money ran out   At the time it was better I believe you   But it was grace under fire, there's no reason to doubt   You had a blast.....   Didn't you?      And tell me what was it like, and how did it feel,   Who breaks a butterfly, on a wheel   Robert took the rap and spent 10 months in jail   We had to lie....    To lie      Sometimes I feel like all my heroes are, dying around me   And all my answers are the questions and dreams   I have to shake myself, to the voices that hold me   I have to dream.....   Waking      But maybe when I breathe my last, I'll be steadied by reason   To throw my nerves at the wall of the earth   Oh don't you leave me here   No direction and vision   We have to trek.....   Slowly      And I will throw caution bravely to the wind   I'll cut myself   Free from burning stretched within   I'll have no self   Greater than the thing I am   And we drift, we drift like sound   And beauty breaks our ears again   We drift, we drift like sound waves   We drift like sound waves      Take a long walk carpal stone and sitting   Did you used to run it?   Did you used to show   I had a long day, trying to remember   breathing in silence   And breathing it out