Somewhere there's a record of your whereabouts Everywhere you go you leave a trace You're curled up under the light With shadows of the fallen And everyone you've known that's been replaced
But the light's on And you're waiting for the signal The light's on The light's your place to hide The light's on You don't know just who your friends are The light's on And it's light you'll never know
Hanging from the rings around your finger Hiding from the hammer holding fist The light's on