Na na na ah na na na na Ah na na ah na na Na na na ah na na na na Ah na na ah na na Crash through the half-light Of tomorrow morning Stranded in the day You were hurrying to get to Do you like the hands now that Are tangled in your hair now Are they your own hands or are they somebody else's? Na na na ah na na na na Ah na na ah na na Na na na ah na na na na Ah na na ah na na Lunge through the evening Shred all the hours I don't know what you want But some december morning Put me in the aisle Looking through the aisle Tugging at the mass Because the cutouts never match up with eyes Crash through the half-light Of tomorrow morning Stranded in the day You were hurrying to get to Do you like the hands now that Are tangled in your hair now Are they your own hands or are they somebody else's hands Crash through the half-light Of tomorrow morning Stranded in the day You were hurrying to get to Do you like the hands now that Are tangled in your hair now Are they your own hands or are they somebody else's