What a beautiful way to fake it
a sort of graceful defeat
we pound a pattern out on the pavement
we sound a siren out through the streets
advance with perfect nonchalance
to the staccato of the rifle report
don't marvel out our confidence
it's just bravado that a blindfold affords

You tell me that you wanna stop the war
but baby you can't dance if there's no floor
motion isn't meaning, it's just another drug
but it's all we've got

What a way to keep it together
a black box, a prescription for speed
we found a freeway that goes on forever
we drown a demon in the deep black sea

Shield your eyes
keep running to the rhythm of the rifle repeating
I'm paralyzed
but I gotta keep moving if I want to keep breathing

You tell me that you wanna stop the war
but baby you can't dance if there's no floor
motion isn't meaning, it's just another drug
but it's all we've got... we've got nowhere to go

I'll take the knife or the easy chair
we are but gods for a moment
I'll take the knife or the easy chair
we are but gods

• (That) Hideous Strength
• Eleanor Rigby
• Flags Of Dawn
• Folk
• Genie In A Bottle
• Happy X-Mas (War Is Over)
• I've Just Seen A Face
• Lockstep
• Lullaby
• Madman
• Motion Isn't Meaning
• Radio Radio
• Round Here
• Seeing Red/Screaming At A Wall
• Send Me An Angel
• Weight Of Glory