[Verse 1]

I see his eyes moving away from me

Oh no, is this another albatross?

He knows he holds dominion over me

But what I gain is worth the cost

[Verse 2]

We share the cold embrace of cousins

I wonder if I've seen him somewhere else before

And as I wonder at his ancestry

I miss the meeting by the door

[Chorus]

And in the telling of the story

I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase

I read his lips and I see glory

But what I hear is "be afraid"

[Verse 3]

So from the fog of every morning

Until the heat of day is still

I watch the clock as it turns backwards

I see the water run uphill

[Chorus]

And in the telling of the story

I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase

I read his lips and I see glory

But what I hear is "be afraid"

And in the telling of the story

I lose my way inside a prepositional phrase

I read his lips and I see glory

But what I hear is "be afraid"