As much as I pluck it out Antenae remain And when it's real quiet I make out A signal that's faint It doesn't come natural Exercise control I put the lamb's blood on my door Put the lamb's blood on my door I hold myself back I bite my tongue The patience that took Though I may seem Expressionless My body's a book It doesn't come natural Exercise control I put the lamb's blood on my door
Our most precious ambitions fail Love it is conditional Our most precious ambitions fail Love it is conditional As much as I pluck it out Antenae remain And when it's real quiet I make out (Precious ambitions fail) A signal that's faint (Love it is conditional) Our most precious ambitions fail Love it is conditional Our most precious ambitions fail Love it is conditional