Peace of Mind - Tempers

I’m looking down, a red and brown, flower carpet

This peace of mind, this peace of mind, is overrated

My hand’s a bird, my hand’s a tree, my hand’s an earthquake

Turning off the light, trees make shadows on the wall

My hands a moon, my hands a hole, my hands a cave

This peace of mind, I’m having now, is overrated

I saw the loss inside a lie

I saw the loss in modern man

I saw a plastic son of man

I’ll set them all straight again

Lying in the bath, it’s half past three in the morning

This time alone, this time I know, is overrated

My hand’s a wave, my hand’s a tide, my hand’s a flood

Picking up the light, water makes shadows on the wall

My hand’s a sky, my hand’s a bridge, my hand’s a home

This time alone, I’m feeling now, starting over

I saw the loss inside a lie

I saw the loss in modern man

I saw a plastic son of man

I’ll set them all straight again

I saw the loss inside a lie

I saw the loss in modern man

I saw a plastic son of man

I’ll set them all straight again