Define the shadow of the forms you desire
Follow the point and its gone
Hold the light still
Figures move in time
Follow the point
Count to 80, 80, 80, 80
You know me well
Like the back of your hand
Draw out the line, drag it across
Ignore what pre-exists
Run along the contours of the figure
Follow the point
Count to 80, 80, 80, 80
You know me well
Like the back of your hand
But close your eyes
I'm gone
Chasing the shadows of the forms that you desire
Drive into night, ribbons of light
Constellations map the way
Roll down the window, redirect me
Follow the point
Count to 80, 80, 80, 80
You know me well
Like the back of your hand
But close your eyes
And I'm gone
Chasing the shadows of the forms that you desire
Follow the point
Count to 80, 80, 80, 80
