Where’s the line between funny and ironic? Where’s the line between funny and right? Can’t you see? It’s all nothing… And nothing is right at night… Pitch black blanket over fuzzy green screen – Heavy black hatchet, chops you as you scream! I know – that midnight train is empty – As far as you can see! I know – this dark, damp, silent cavern – Is empty as can be! Where’s the line between crazy and hypnotic? Where’s the line between crazy and sane? Can’t you see? It’s all something… And some things will never change… Peering through the window but just can‘t find the key– It's all a mirage at the end of the scene… I know – that tiny car is empty – As long as you are clean! I know – there’s so many things – That stir you from your dreams! Where’s the line between modest and cryptic? Where’s the line between modest and shy? Can’t you see? It’s all somewhere… And somewhere is up in the sky!
