Rhythm of the night
Sleeping on the threshold
Durance at all we face
You're cutting 'cross
Like a stone across the water
To the islands in your mind where your heart sleeps
To suspicion
Tell them we're serious
To the memories in your mind that misbehave
Open the door into the black room
Shake the hand that wears the glove
Of leather
No one has prints in here but you
And it's all in your mind
Dancing with the demons all night
'Til the sound of suspicion
All real with mystery
That song you sing when it all gets make believe
And the superstition
Paranonymous crystalline
The song you hear when you can be relieved
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