na na na ah na na na na   ah na na ah na na   na na na ah na na na na   ah na na ah na na      crash through the half-light   of tomorrow morning   stranded in the day   you were hurrying to get to   do you like the hands now that   are tangled in your hair now   are they your own hands or are they somebody else's?      na na na ah na na na na   ah na na ah na na   na na na ah na na na na   ah na na ah na na      lunge through the evening   shred all the hours   i don't know what you want   but some december morning   put me in the aisle   looking through the aisle   tugging at the mass   because the cutouts never match up with eyes      crash through the half-light   of tomorrow morning   stranded in the day   you were hurrying to get to   do you like the hands now that   are tangled in your hair now   are they your own hands or are they somebody else's hands      crash through the half-light   of tomorrow morning   stranded in the day   you were hurrying to get to   do you like the hands now that   are tangled in your hair now   are they your own hands or are they somebody else's