there's a place above your eyelids where your skin began to curl
my only indication of where you are
and there's a place above the clouds where the lightning began to speak
and we knew where to start, we don't know where you are
the sound of the fossit in the middle of the night
i was dancing through a dark room, you were reading my rights
to a jury full of jesters, a jury full of thugs
when they call you down here, baby don't come