Pictures in a Exhibition

I think you caught me on the down-slide, downturn

I was busy writing with a pen and paper thin dream

And all your plastic people with plastic hearts and smiles

They had the worst intentions all along after all all

The royal castle holds the mellow drama kings and queens

And all their dazzling children, they're so regal, so clean

Pristine fingertips, they wash behind their ears

Then let their hair down 'til the audiences leave

Leave, leave, leave, leave

I'm definitely shaking

The silence isn't breaking

Back-washed and stranded memories

Of something I thought could be

I'm definitely shaking

The silence isn't breaking

Back-washed and stranded memories

Of something I thought could be

I'm definitely shaking

I'm definitely shaking

I'm definitely shaking

I'm definitely shaking