Lyrics

Peek your head inside the morning
Laughing from the cell
Respect the righteous helper
Your pail is in the well

Pick another cover
The one you used is done
The bluest sky is caroling
A march to everyone

Chorus:

Is there something else you really meant to say?
The clock ticks faster
Is there something else you really meant to say?
The clock ticks faster

Candid verse of pleasure
Is poured into your head
Replaces taken virtue
Apart from those you wed

Well you talk about the future
You sound as if you know
A secret life you sell
Everybody knows

Chorus:

And another sense of anger
Another source of fear
And the colors on the pages
Are the ones that are not clear

The chasing of the firefly
The ones that are not there
Another crime and wasting time
And floating on the air

Is there something else you really meant to say?