What's he saying? Yeah, just a little closer What's he doing? It was, I know, by the corner, yeah Sitting in the darkness, yeah I didn't see it, but I know It tries to hide sometimes But it can't fool me, no Because, I had this thing, it's the way I see The way I see when my eyes are closed A kind of perception of misconception It's really quite, shall we say? Really beautiful thing This is certain things that I've come to find In my communications that never existed Certain understandings that I've come to realize, yeah But I don't believe it, no, not for second It wasn't really truthful in the ways that I, that I, that I, that They're here right now, yeah I wasn't meant to feel this I wasn't meant to feel this I wasn't meant to feel this way I wasn't meant to feel this Counting on nothing The numbers get higher Blinded by reason You're asleep at the wheel Confused understanding With a slip for the hold Squeeze past the pressure You're asleep at the wheel A magical moment Is it too much of a good thing? Recycled in memory Was it too much of a good thing? Why can't you remember? Is it too much of a good thing? Preserved in its danger You're all asleep at the wheel Blank stare and a whisper (Blank stare and a whisper) But who are the judges? (Who are you judging?) I thought you'd be different (I thought you'd be different) You're asleep at the wheel (You're asleep at the wheel) A special assignment Is it too much of a good thing? Unlocked under pressure Was it too much of a good thing? Confined unforgiveness Is it too much of a good thing? A new kind of danger You're all asleep at the wheel Hope in revision Slight miscalculation It all goes in stages You're asleep at the wheel A blank stare and a whisper I thought you were different But who are you judging? I thought you were different You're asleep at the wheel