Alone at last, together in a photograph   Our eyes are always open   Devoted to perfection through silence      What am I supposed to do?   Should I sit, wait for you?   Listen to me screaming more      This story is told only to those who have no mold   The truth can be bought or sold, but what are we buying?   Nothing but silence      What am I supposed to do?   Should I sit, wait for you?   Listen to me screaming more      Tell me now just what am I supposed to do?   Should I sit, wait for you?   Listen to me screaming more      Fold the corners, break the silence   Fold the corners, just for tonight      Fold the corners, break the silence   Fold the corners, just for tonight      Fold the corners, break the silence   When weakened, when will you rise?      What am I supposed to do?   Should I sit, wait for you?   Listen to me screaming more      Tell me now just what am I supposed to do?   Should I sit, wait for you?   Listen to me screaming more