The more we stay the same You say it best when you say nothing at all Nowhere but her the beautiful disappearing Great things come out of splendid isolation She'S going to bite me on the neck a quite revolution You're a ghostly presence in an electronic world Do you wonder sometimes where we're going from here To be some where in the land of the lost Save some space on your coffee table Pretty ballerina do yourself a favor Nowhere but here she's going to bite my neck