Sculptor, never leave my side And expose this empty smile Could the truth be falsified And hold it off a little while Never look quite right Ponderous and idle Still i'm gonna try And show you my-- Archaic smile Two thousand years below the sea Moves like a blinking eye Sixty days in front of me
It is an ocean running dry Temper all these hidden moves (?) Behind uneasy stares (?) Pa** me to the centuries They will never know what's there What's there Never look quite right Ponderous and idle Still i'm gonna try And show you my-- Archaic smile