Perfect Symmetry : <br />I shake through the wreckage for signs of life <br />Scrolling through the paragraphs <br />Clicking through the photographs <br /><br />I wish I could make sense of what we do <br />Burning down the capitols <br />Wisest of the animals <br /><br />Who are you, what are you living for <br />Tooth for tooth, maybe we'll go one more <br /><br />This life, is lived in perfect symmetry <br />What I do, that will be done to me <br /><br />Write page after page of analysis <br />Looking for the final score <br />We're no closer than we were before <br /><br />Who are you, what are you fighting for <br />Holy truth, brother I chose this mortal life <br />lived in perfect symmetry <br /><br />What I do, that will be done to me <br />As the needle, slips into the run out groove <br />Love, maybe you feel it too <br /><br />And maybe you find, life is unkind <br />and over so soon <br />There is no golden gate <br />There's no heaven waiting for you <br /><br />Oh boy you otta leave this town <br />get out while you can <br />the needle's running out <br />The voices in the streets you love <br />everything is better when you hear that shout <br />woooaohhh <br />woooaohhh <br />woooaohhh <br /><br />spineless dreamers, hide in churches <br />pieces of pieces of rush hour buses <br />I dream in emails, worn out phrases <br />mile after mile of just empty pages <br /><br />wrap yourself around me <br />wrap yourself around me <br /><br />as the needle, slips into the run out groove <br />maybe i'll feel it too <br />maybe you'll feel it too <br />maybe you'll feel it too <br />maybe you'll feel it too <br /><br />I dream in emails, worn out phrases <br />mile after mile of just empty pages
