Sit back

And feel the silence in the air

If the world's a threat

There's a beauty in surrendering

Out

From beyond the confines of your case

There's a beauty in surrendering

And in from the outside

A collapse brings the news

In from the outside:

An emergency

Just feel the volume of the air

If the world's a threat

There's a beauty in surrendering

This is designed to be the harbinger of something more

DEPORTATION AND RETURN

At least on the outside

There's a market for these painful poses

Wrapped around your world

And when we're on the outside

There's a market force that's smooth and silent

Wrapped around your world

And it's crying for business

I don't know where we get off

The hours pass through empty days

And day is night when I remember the value of the automatic

When we're on the outside

There's no market that's not cold

Wrapped around your world

And it's crying for business

I don't know where we get off

The hours pass through empty days

And day is night when I remember the value of the automatic

Please count back until the days when words weren't cheap and calculations

Found a place where they were wanted

With the value of the automatic

Earthbound sounds still ringing in my ear

And only semi-audible; trapped beneath a downpour

Cut it