Standing in a crowded room He it A so familiar, not unlike his own He it His being called out from across the room But he see
He's willingly starting towards the voice But each step Into a dance a different stranger His purpose he quickly Each delights till the song is through But the silence between the Reminds him he'd intended to do
But the it knows no time, waits patiently Can't a wrong, his past it can't see And if it him forever, it'll still be there jealously
He towards the voice More determined now but still see The music begins and pulled away again by flattery Just as with a drug the words purposely All up but silence When the music ends, quickly
Now the voice, though never Begins to sound to him like a He his ears with his hands Now deaf and blind, he aimlessly Submerged in the forgotten what he was to be
But the voice it knows no time, waits record a wrong, his past it can't see And if it takes him forever, it'll still be patiently, waiting patiently
He cannot see the is wet Nor he hear the strangers warn He slips his back and lying paralyzed He feels
The music begins and strangers whom he Leave him Helpless and immobile lying on the And no one But the that once was distant Sounds as though it's next to his ear And no longer the shrieking he hear
The says, "Walk" and suddenly He he would It says, "Remove the blindfold", suddenly he He always
But the voice it no time, waits patiently Can't a wrong, his past it can't see And if it him forever, it'll still be there Waiting jealously, waiting
But the voice it knows no time, waits Can't record a wrong, his it can't see And if it takes him forever, still be there patiently