I just want to talk to you I won't uh, do you no harm I just want to know about your different lives On this is here people farm I heard some of you got your families Living in cages tall and cold And some just stay there and dust away Past the age of old. Is this true ? Please let me talk to you. I just wanna know about The rooms behind your minds Uh do I see a vacuum there Or am I going blind ? Or is it just uh, remains of vibrations And echoes long ago ? Uh things like "Love the world" and uh Uh "Let your fancy flow" Is this true ? Please let me talk to you Let me talk to you. I have lived here before The days of ice And of course this is why I'm so concerned And I come back to find The stars misplaced And the smell of a world That is burned A smell of a world That is burned.