You said I think I remember
You were the carrier, I was the load
The sky above me was open
But I was bonded to the ground below

You're in the middle of science and art
Trying to fix it just pulled it apart

And now my clothing is frozen
I'm the holder of a dead man's hand
I got around your inspection
There's gonna be a new demand

You're in the middle of science and art
Trying to fix it just pulled it apart

I got your message, I'm thinking it through
Distance is lending enchantment to the view
My time is burning a hole in my mind
Must be the part that wants to see you sometime
Oh yeah

You're in the middle of science and art
Trying to fix it just pulled it apart