From the recording The Stone Tape
Lyrics
Perhaps, without aid
Both of our minds boil down aimlessly
When we crack, witnessing
Show no sign of relief
Sewing strength
Well we can't say a word
No, we don't say
A word
Well the mask of our age
Has our tongues twisting up all we say
When they ask why we wait
Tell them fists cannot solve many things
And we can't say a word
No, we don't say
A word
As they carve our world away
Cart it off, so we can pay
You draw from what you see
And I crawl from what I think
We are holding shape
Yeah, we're holding shape
Yeah, we're holding shape
Yeah, we're holding shape
Yeah, we're holding shape
Yeah, we're holding shape
Yeah, we're holding shape
Yeah, we're holding

