Are you there?
Are you there?
A foreign visage looks with concern
I'm not sure what looks back
We've rattled the shelves
And scoured the pages
We couldn't read around the stains and burns
We know we know this one
We know we know this one
We know we know this one
We know we know this one
We know we know this one
We know we know this one
We know we know this one
We know we know this one
An index card strewn in the pile
It says "The hand is warm"
But I know a lie when I see it
And I can see a million things
We know we know this one
We know we know this one
We know we know this one
We know we know this one