Lyrics:

Your mouth fell out of the sky
And suddenly i had it memorised
But honestly
It's like you're dead

A pretty picture of you breathing air
And you're just standing there
Static

Your hope is on the wing is on a bus
Tearing down the road
Your road is in the dark is in the sun in
The rain and cold

You're cold
You're made of heat
You're made of skin
Made of cloth and bone

You bones are made of sponge
Are made of plexiglas
Tin and hope