Coming close

As above, so below

(you told me so)

To invoke, you spelled the name out

Letters fell into a candle, as they passed you Then I asked you

“Are we free?”

“Are we dead already?”

We can’t decide on

The function of desire in our lives

Running from me

Shout it from the rooftops

I couldn’t get the words out

What I needed didn’t come

I had my chance, but I held my tongue

And I just wanna check out, like everybody else What good is a man, not good to himself?

Shout it from the rooftops