Is it resolution?. Or black and white flying balloons?. Floating off too colourful. Or is it separation. You put it to your counting sand. Waiting for the world to start again?. Ticker tape. Ticker tape. Tick-tick-ticker tape. Is this how you're feeling?. Falling with the world tonight. Cauterized and beautiful. Slide the light. Is this how you're healing?. Out there in the paradigm. Waiting for a cavalcade to come again. Ticker tape. Ticker tape. Tick-tick-ticker tape. Ticker tape. Black light glints with colour. Sudden long and horizontal outlines the star. A sudden draft and quick chill. A single snowflake falls. And that is all. That is all. The world's bass hidden under falling wind. Waiting for the world to start again. Waiting for the world to start again. Waiting for the world to start again. Waiting for the world... again. Cause we're workin' through it. Workin' through your nightmare. Are you leaving for the rest of it?. Watch the worker please. As they're working for it. Working through the night shift. And I'm workin' through it. Workin' through the nightmare. Coming back to ghosts inside. Watch the worker please. As they're working for it. Working through the night shift. Or is it just too late for that?. Cause we're workin' through it. Workin' through the nightmare. Watch the worker please. As they're working for it. Working through the night shift. And I'm workin' through it. Workin' through the nightmare. And I'm hoping for a little juice. Watch the worker please. As they're working for it. Working through the night shift