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