Cast the calming apple
Up and over satellites
To draw out the timid wild one
To convince you it's alright

And I listen for the whisper
Of your sweet insanity
While I formulate denials
Of your effect on me

You're a stranger
So what do I care?
You vanish today
Not the first time I hear
All the lies

What am I to do with all this silence?

Shy away, shy away phantom
Run away, terrified child
Won't you move away, you fuckin' tornado
I'm better off without you
Tearing my will down

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Maynard James Keenan, William L. Howerdel