Crack-up 歌词

So the mind won't lie And the arm won't set And the bright red eye Isn't off you yet So the words won't come And the hand won't touch And a midnight Sun Doesn't look like much As an iris contracts Facing the day (I can tell you've cracked Like a china plate) (Iceberg) When the world insists That the false is so With a philippic, as Cicero The tighter the fist The looser the sand (If I don't resist Will I understand?) Ooh, ooh, ooh (A bright clearing) All things change Dividing tides Far as I can see All fades through But a (light / lie) of you As Eellllyyaaalliiiiiyyy All I see Dividing tides Rising over me– (Exit)