(Gordon/Murawski)

Wait – my brain is trancing on a shiny thing
Wait – echo echo stop hypnotized
I know I’m slurring, and I’m sayin’ all this noise burns my eyes
Wait – are these my fingers drawing curtains now
Wait – what are these curtains to which I cling Just some springs and levers hooked on strings

Go away goodbye go away
walk the other way I see chromatic rays wash to shiny gray
Go away goodbye go away
Waaaait…

Wait – give it a break, I’m basking in minutia
But can you wait – stabbed by rays that splatter my sight
I don’t know why my eyes roller coaster on that light

Wait – I can take this as a warning / cyclone, black
Wait – even gravity sees I’m waiting

Pitch and yaw, it’s not magic, it’s magnetic fields cascading
Go away goodbye go away / Goooo… / walk the other way
I see chromatic rays wash to shiny gray / Goooo…

Go away goodbye go away and it’s balanced by the wait And it’s balanced by the wait, and it’s balanced by the waaaait

Wait – just give me time to put my temple down
Wait wait wait – just give me time to put my temple down Just give me time to put my temple down