ANALYSE

A self-fulfilling prophecy
Of endless possibility
In rolling reams across a screen
In algebra
In algebra

 

In fences that you cannot climb
In sentences that do not rhyme
In all that you can ever change
The one you're looking for

 

It gets you down
It gets you down
There's no spark
No light in the dark

 

It gets you down
It gets you down
You travelled far
What have you found

 

That there's no time
There's no time
To analyse
To think things through
To make sense

 

By candles in the city
They never looked so pretty
By powercuts and blackouts
Sleeping like babies

 

It gets you down
It gets you down
You're just playing a part
You're just playing a part
You're playing a part
Playing part
But there's no time
There's no time
To analyse
Analyse
Analyse
Analyse