A cross is perched upon the house Statues animate Lovers look so blue tonight The flies are coming late The windows in the hall downstairs The flowers in the vase A man stares at the mirror now A drone without a face The water and the pipes are frozen Ice sustaining lust Stoppage in the lower levels The building up of lust Upon the cieling shapes are moving Conversion of the calls The cracks are seeping all that's left He's staring at the walls Chorus: Stability can always be replaced Apologies are easily erased The limits of imagination cannot take away The edge to all the methods I can use to make you stay