Stay Where You Are

The choke of the smoke and the flame

Are one and the same

Stay where you are

State of the art

The pieces are always the same

They’re just rearranged

State of the art

Stay where you are

Holy Water hits the ocean

It’s under the edge of the frame

It won’t go away

Stay where you are

State of the art

It’s hiding behind what you say

Holding the chains

State of the art

Stay where you are

Holy Water hits the ocean