Woorden: A Perfect Circle. Thirteenth Step. A Stranger.

Cast a calming apple up and over satellites
To draw out the timid wild one, to convince you it's alright

And I listen for the whisper of your sweet insanity
While I formulate denials of your effect on me

You're a stranger, so what do I care?
You vanish today, not the first time I hear all the lies

What am I to do with all this silence?

Shy away, shy away, phantom, run away, terrified child
Won't you move away, you fucking tornado?
I'm better off without you, tearing my will down