Analyse

A self-fulfilling prophecy
 Of endless possibility
 In rolling reams across a screen
 In algebra, in algebra
 The fences that you cannot climb
 The sentences that do not rhyme
 In all that you can ever change
 The one you're looking for
 It gets you down
 It gets you down
 There's no spark
 No light in the dark
 It gets you down
 It gets you down
 You traveled far
 What have you found
 That there's no time
 There's no time
 To analyse
 To think things through
 To make sense
 ♪
 Like candles in the city
 They never looked so pretty
 By power cuts and blackouts
 Sleeping like babies
 It gets you down
 It gets you down
 You're just playing a part
 You're just playing a part
 You're playing a part
 Playing a part
 And there's no time
 There's no time
 To analyse
 Analyse
 Analyse
 Analyse