Released on July 1, 2009

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So what if I told you I was speaking through the center for a while?

So what if in fact I was beat back and livin' in a fairy-tale?

With all the creatures and preachers and all the sanity

Shaking their flashlights, control brats

I know I never said it, but does it really matter?

You're paralyzed

But now I think it's begun

Powers of the strange

Looking for angels in the caves

Crumbling wonder with the balance

Under the wheels, she stays

Until we find a way up

Of getting off this thing, no matter what they say

I'll open up a reason

I know I never said it, but does it really matter

It's nullified

The hours are compatible, tell me there's a reason to clarify

Is there a reason to go

Up the stairs

Down your eye

We're sensible, now that we fill the void

Cut for miles, the face to chance

You're in control

Pretty and paralyzed

Got no feel in your legs

Which just so many ways that we couldn't fight

Now I'm standing on the rattles and throwing opportunity

Your towel's on the floor, a feeling nevermore

And saying that you're broke and never to be left again

When everything is dry, with cobwebs in your eye

Cobdrum is the reason

You're pretty and paralyzed

Got no feel in your legs

And wishing so many things

Pretty and paralyzed

Now I'm standing on the rattles and throwing opportunity