I can keep my head in sight When the modern drift is all I have You can pull my head aside But the modern drift is all I have When the moment dies And I come to you With a broken lie That I made for you Will I let you see you're not With the living ghosts? Will they catch your sight Or the back of you? I can keep my head in sight When the modern drift is all I have You can pull my head aside But the modern drift is all I have We could be so strong But we're all afraid They will play your hands Like a puppeteer And the dreams aren't true But we know it—we know that tune That the angel sang to the hollow d**h: "I can keep my head in sight When the modern drift is all I have "You can pull my head aside But the modern drift is all I have "It's all I have"