We're all in a fiction Hang on to believe Hidden in a meaning A colour fading Out of the shell shock I start out to breathe A sign of any weakness Will wash over me Luck lost and tempered It's all of a kind To come out and see it A simple divine Move over, move over Move over, move over Some plight to remember As it would appear What falls short of focus Will not stay clear Stand back at a distance Stay out of reach Hidden in a meaning A colour fading Now I'm light as ever Turning the waves Dreams filled with laughter You cannot explain A show of elation Colliding themes Separation needed So that you watch over me Move over, over...