Spread it so thin
You know it'll break
Stretch it all out
Until it's too late
Blurring the line
Is it white one or grey?
A golden silk weaver
Waiting for prey
I've gotten real good
At making you guess
I'm telling the truth
At least I'm trying my best
Fade in and out is how it's always told
The movie ends and then the credits roll
The shore collapses and recreates
So I sleep between the sweeps of each wave
I've gotten real good
At making you guess
I'm telling the truth
At least I'm trying my best
I've gotten real good
At making you guess
I'm telling the truth
At least I'm trying my best