Here's a song that finally you can understand   A minor statement meant to counteract the bland   A list of wraithlike things   That quicken the heart      Just another song; a faded memory   A raison d'être for the entire family   I don't remember it well   I was in love for a spell      Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor   They said I'd forget her voice   That's untrue   It's just not as sharp as before      Find some transparent words to give security   Another vacant smile that says "rely on me"   No wait – commitment's a bore   Where have I heard it before?      I could have sworn that everything was crystal clear   But I was shackled by a language of ideas   A desert has its own rules   Outside the circle it’s cruel      The final verse is often meant to tie things up   But in this case my morals have been most corrupt   I don't remember it well   I was in love for a spell      Copies of Sight and Sound she left lying around on the floor   They said I'd forget her face   That’s a lie   It’s just not as real as before