My thoughts are formed in, an unspeakable language
And in the corner of my eye, the scenery's changing
You've been listening to, the wrong advice, for too long
You've been listening to, the wrong advice, for too long

My thoughts are formed in, an unspeakable language
And in the corner of my eye, the scenery's changing
Repair, it's what's urgently needed, young man

The vanity of words, the silence of retreat
Your feet on the ground, mean something
You concede, far too easily
Not after all's said, yeah far too easily
Repair, it's what's urgently needed
Repair, they're broadcasting it from every line
And do you really think, you could find it
From your comfortable confines
From your, comfortable confines
Repair, it's what's urgently needed
Repair, they're broadcasting it
After it's said and done