Build a Bridge

A troubled life, I saw the mirror

Is this really what you need?

I found a fence and tripped over it

Fighting some sort of realistic symmetry

Upon losing and feeling down

Chaotic chemistry

I found the hook, I looked in the mirror

Is this really what you need?

No

No

"It's the right kind of rhythm", I say to myself

You fall asleep, now you feel like someone else

But that's all right

That's all right

"It's the right kind of rhythm", I say to myself

You fall asleep, now you feel like someone else

Now build a bridge

I saw the black, I saw the mirror

Is this really what you need?

A spacious gap, I tripped over it

Fighting some sort of sense of reality

Upon looking in this old town

Of civic unity

Memorialized by hard-fought lies

Stock realism

Now build a bridge

No

Careful, you might lose yourself

See my face, I'm looking down like a clown

No one else has reason, and there's no one around

It's the right kind of rhythm

It's the right kind of rhythm

Everyone is sleeping, I'm sold out on sound

Ominous music, no, it won't let you down

It's the right kind of rhythm

It's the right kind of rhythm

Prototype people are turning me 'round

Normal in your reason, but you're so lost in sound

It's the right kind of rhythm

It's the right kind of rhythm