Lyrics:

TR|


So tr|
funny how it seems
always in time, but never in line for dreams
head over heels, when tv to tv
this is the sound of my soul
this is the sound
I bought a ticket to the world
but now I've come back again
why do I find it hard to write the next line
when I want the truth to be said

I know this much is tr|

With a thrill in my head and a pill on my tong|
di_olve the nerves that have just begun
listening to Marvin all night long

this is the sound of my soul
this is the sound

always slipping from my hands
sand's a time of its own
take your seaside arms and write the next line
oh I want the truth to be known