On some driven ship, the morning commuter ride,
everything is orange and bright.
In reflection, you can see you're standing paralysed
Your suspended disbelief has lied.
Your invisible now, and I know that it's hard to get used to,
'cause you're the last secret agent reporting back
but you're reporting back to nothing.
Your invisible now, and I know that it's hard to get used to.
The panoramic scene, the landscape's grand design,
the moment overtakes your life.
In the silver morning sun the worst is magnified
it makes you see the use of Christ.
everything is orange and bright.
In reflection, you can see you're standing paralysed
Your suspended disbelief has lied.
Your invisible now, and I know that it's hard to get used to,
'cause you're the last secret agent reporting back
but you're reporting back to nothing.
Your invisible now, and I know that it's hard to get used to.
The panoramic scene, the landscape's grand design,
the moment overtakes your life.
In the silver morning sun the worst is magnified
it makes you see the use of Christ.
song info:
Verified yes
LanguageEnglish
GenreRock, Alternative
Rank−
Duration00:06:56
Charts
Copyright ©Lyrics © Emi Music Publishing
WriterWayne Coyne, Steven drozd, Michael ivins
Lyrics licensed byLyricFind
AddedAugust 24th, 2009
Last updatedMarch 9th, 2022
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