all i want to know is if it can be done, and even so, how?
isn't it the same as me?
i want to be a face in your crowd

i'm alone in your house
with your mark all around
all cold windows, like suffering

if you tell me it's a wheel
could we turn it around
if i tell you it's a wheel
what you wear like a crown?

all the world you can't see
is fabric in the mind
oh no one knows, it's imagined sight

if you tell me it's a wheel
could we turn it around
if i tell you it's a wheel
what you wear like a crown?

Copyright: ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): Katie Von Schleicher