Moving in and out of the shadow It’s no easy mission, holding on to how I picture you
Showing only bits and pieces ‘Til the light betray you and your empty allocution
Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace of humility Searching your eyes for the saint is an act of futility
Searching your eyes for a hint or trace of it Searching your eyes for humility Searching your eyes for a hint or a trace I’m still searching, searching
Showing only bits and pieces ‘Til the tide betrays you and your empty elocution Float the Piper by and down the river Carcass crippled underneath the pounding waves of adoration
Pied Piper, float on down the river Bloated carcass crippled me, the weight of adoration Moving in and out of the shadows It’s no easy mission, holding on to how I picture you