Here we play games

Like turning men into boys

And everyone must cry or love

Recall 'My circuit'

Recall 'I'm not-you are'

Remember that I moved too soon

Corridor empty

Time to call in the stage

A game called echo

Now I ask questions

I get so nervous of

A game called echo

We rename vehicles

You rename heroes

I switch to auto

You are reception

I can take it or leave

Do I need permission to stop?