we wake up in the west    in pieces on blank screens    a requiem for radio    we've been singing in our sleep    the chorus will laugh it off    with hearts buried in the dream singing softly    there's a fire in the east tonight    that no one's putting out    watch the doves as they scatter    as they shout each other down    and the body politic swears    oh it couldn't be our fault    with soldiers marching    they'll laugh and they'll dance    as they pull at your strings    with white rooms and white lies    and with black and white dreams    they'll paint you a picture    they'll sell you a scene    electric and alive    the canopy breathes    there's a world at our window    and a swan song on our lips    and each of our self-interest sins    slaughter faith's indulgences    all the silence of the lambs    all the chill of the scientist    they bleed us like this    they'll laugh and they'll dance    as they pull at your strings    with white rooms and white lies    and with black and white dreams /   they'll paint you a picture    they'll sell you a scene    electric and alive    the canopy breathes   fall in and out of love and sleep ( 4x)   silently    they'll laugh and they'll dance    as they pull at your strings    with white rooms and white lies    and with black and white dreams /   they'll paint you a picture    they'll sell you a scene    electric and alive    the canopy breathes