[Lee]    Stretch me to the point where i stop    run ten thousand miles and then think of me    i think you know the place we should meet    don't worry if it's dark and i'm late       run me out a thin wire    help me to kill this love    i'll join you tonight at the bottom of the well    feel around in the dark until you get the idea       i'm not moving doesn't mean i can't    flame on in my head    my best friend sucked his wife's blood and shriveled up    he was mistaken for sane       we move and groove and cut loose from fear    we should kill time, we'll shut it down    i've got a pipeline straight to the heart of you    opening in my head       bright glass on a chain being wound around us    the toiling of idle hands    dripping with guilt    a secret form of punishment    axes through skulls    shadow of futility    endless revolt    the shifting of light and shadows       no-one is right    nothing is solid    nothing can be held in my hands for long       we    should    kill    time