As You Are

The wretched hour we've been waiting for has come With plastic flowers, you are praying to an electric sun Mouth is open wide Sharpening the knife Do not be left with your own self When you can choose to be someone else Become as you are Like seashells in the palm of your anxious hands It brings you back to the scene And you sing back sweetly Do not be left with your own self When you can choose to be someone else Become as you are Do not be left here by yourself When you can choose someone else's life But you refused it How could you?