I lost one, found one I went back to the beginning with it The marking I want more of your ideas And less of your infinite Looked in, I looked out The placement, that would never fit Forgetful, that to look is the instinct But the? leave? takes the flesh with it Don't look at me now Look at my intellect The things I leave behind like footsteps Ahhh look at you turning out the light I lost one Ahhh look at you turning out the light The question Ahhh look at you turning out the light Lost one Ahhh look at you turning out the light (I lost one) Don't look at me now Look at my intellect The things I leave behind like footsteps We place, strong things Reflections, of the battle within Suggesting, that the? end? is the action That preserves what is intimate Ahhh look at you turning out the light I lost one Ahhh look at you turning out the light The question Ahhh look at you turning out the light Lost one Ahhh look at you turning out the light (I lost one) Don't look at me now Look at my intellect The things I leave behind like footsteps Don't look at me now Look at my intellect The things I leave behind like footsteps I lost one The question Lost one Lost one