I kept everything

Mornings and days paraded through space

And stripped of all their meaning



I saved everything

But this afternoon I just ran out of room

I haven't got the foggiest



Yeah (yeah, yeah) let me get this straight

If it's a matter of luck (yeah, yeah)

Or a matter of fate



I'm a tiny little flash in a damaged universe

You know what makes it bettter only makes it worse



Trying to find you

Try to remind you

Trying to find you



I see everything

Glitter and glamour, the bitter, the hammer

That smashes up the evening



I heard everything

Buzzes and creaks, cymbals and shrieks

I haven't got a feeling left



Wait (yeah, yeah)

Let me sort this out

If it's a question of faith (yeah, yeah)

Or a question of doubt



You're an undiscovered wonder in a desolated place

I wonder who's representing you, handling your case



Trying to find you

Try to remind you

Trying to find you



(Yeah, yeah)

(Trying to find you) (Oh, oh)