Lyrics
Honey I’ve been pacing
Between two walls
Greedy steps eating air
Wearing out my floor
One wall is a mean cliff-face
The other means trouble
But there’s room in the middle
I got a bladed pendulum
That cuts with each swing
And the noise of the clock’s so loud
It’s all I can think
It seem to move straight through
From one tick to another
But there’s room in the middle
But there’s room in the middle
Everybody’s talking
But I can’t join in
Words bounce around the mirrors on
The inside of my skin
One ear hears the rattle of the cage
The other hears nothing
But there’s room in the middle
This bed’s been holding you
Much better than me
Not been myself not even sure
Now what that means
And you’re clinging onto one edge
As I’m hanging off the other
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