In your revelation In the symphony There you stood In your own delirium And all your satellites Are fragments here I feel a little crushed And out of control And all your gravity It's meant to bring you down Makes me feel so crushed And out of control Oh your velocity How can it really be Part of the symmetry If every moment Connects the next And every moment affects you Not what it's meant to be Part of the scenery And all your satelights Are fragmented I feel a little crushed And out of control And all your gravity It's meant to bring you down Makes me feel so crushed And out of control Part of your destiny Hold on here Not what its meant to be Give me something to believe in Part of the scenery Wishing your alchemy Would turn dust to gold But your not easily crushed Not easily crushed