Take me to the day

I wanna see the place where the memory started

Was it lonely there C

Long eyes cry on the way home

Now I'm blind with an invention of love

But I know it'd be no fun being your old one

And never arriving

Isn't it a shame

The man that I became won't look at his labor

But there's all these noises ringing through me

Are they ringing through you C

Are they ringing through you too

Long eyes cry on the way home

Now I'm blind with this invention of love

But I know it'd be no fun being your old one

And never arriving