Lyrics:

Running Through My Head Secretly
the Shouts Of The Boys In The Factory
i Ring You On The Telephone Silently
like Blood, Like The Wine In The Darkroom Scene

the Darkroom Scene
darkroom Scene

a Letter
once Composed
seven Years Long And As Tall As A Tree
reading
on The Wall
emissions, Efficiency

efficiency
efficiency

resurrect
as A Feeling
on My Window
of A Past Reunion

resurrect
as A Feeling
on My Window
of A Past Reunion
vision
of A Picture
like The City
and The Air We Breathe

the Air We Breathe
air We Breathe

she Stood Beside Me Once Again
i Knew Her Face
we Met Before In The Street
recalling All The Children Dancing At Our Feet

the Dancing Feet, Dancing Feet