Shape

They said:

"Lady or gentleman
You're either or
It's morning, it's evening
It's once or it's more"
What's that name? Eh. what's that name? What's my name again?
When I held up the roof the floor would cave in

Shadow boxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talk
Shadow boxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk

Scribbling and coughing a line in the winds
So busy with oiling your sandcastle's hinges
What's that name yeah what's that name yeah what's my name again?
Stamp on the ground and the ceiling falls in

Shadow boxing, monologue and we talk and we talk and we talk
Shadow boxing, monologue and we walk and we walk and we walk
Shadow boxing, monologue and we clean and we clean and we clean
Shadow boxing, monologue and we dream and we dream and we dream

And we go down to the beggar, to reach for the Queen
And It's now and forever, and we are and we seem
And we sculpture a statue to worship and bear
The chaos that's behind the glass of
who and what and who and what we are