January, 1979 saw a terrible crash
And it couldn't help but laugh
My ear pressed against the past
Like a glass on the wall of a house in a photograph

My forehead no longer sweet
With holy kisses worthy of your fiery lips
I was floating in a peaceful sea
Rescued by a sinking ship

(I could be your servant)
If I could become the servant of all, no lower place to fall
(If I could be your servant)
If I could become the servant of all, no lower place to fall
(I could be your servant)
If I could become the servant of all, no lower place to fall
(If I could be your servant)
If I could become the servant of all, no lower place to fall

You watched me like a 10-car highway wreck with detached
Vulgar curiosity, us looking down on the tops of the hats of us
Passersby from your seventh floor balcony

And grew such a height we missed creatures too small for sight
Carry on over conversation as the misguided insects
Crown me their grasshopper king with a dance of celebration

After years with a crown on my head
I've grown overfed, unconcerned and comfortably numb
Kept busy indulging in the pleasures of the wealthy
Oh someone make me afraid of what I've become

At the first sign of possible sorrow
I turned my heels and ran
Oh, I’ll never learn
My life is a cup of sugar I borrowed
Before time began and forgot to return

(I could be your servant)
It was a matter of time, I always said I could see but now I’m going blind
(If I could be your servant)
It was a matter of time, I always said I could see but now I’m going blind
(I could be your servant)
It was a matter of time, I always said I could see but now I’m going blind
(If I could be your servant)
It was a matter of miserable time but I heard somewhere
There was a cure for useless eyes