Stood Over There

Don't worry no, don't worry that my eyes seem dim

Don't worry that they're slightly pink around the rim

I know it's unnerving

that my vision's unswerving

But I'm wearing only one of my faces

The one I wear when I'm in two places

My body is here but I'm stood over there

That's why my features stare

And they don't seem to care

'Cause I'm stood over there

Stood over there

Don't worry, sometimes I'm still talking

Don't worry that sometimes I'm still walking

I know your brain's addling

'Cause I seem to be straddling

In a way you'll never understand

Impossible ? Yes, but on the other hand...

My body is here but I'm stood over there

That's why my features stare

And they don't seem to care

'Cause I'm stood over there

Stood over there

Don't worry 'Bout this strange demeanour

Radiating Emanating

Often puzzling Sometimes grating

My mind's busy scanning, panning

Under the surface, behind their eyes

Sifting memories, truth and lies

Lifting the lid on self-delusions

Illuminating dark confusions

Reinforcing their mental supports

Tip-toeing around innermost thoughts

Don't hurry, no don't hurry, I'm concentrating

Don't hurry I need to see what I'm creating

I have to be so calm

otherwise I might cause harm

Standing in such close proximity

Builds up a charge of true affinity