We gather medicine for heartache So we can act a fool It's incomplete without you The silver soul is running through It's a vision, complete illusion, yeah The needle along the spinning wheel Collecting silver coil It gathers heat without you Whether or not you're turned from it It's a quick turn To let it figure out It is happening again It is happening again It is happening again It is happening again The bodies lying in the sand They're moving in the dark It is so quick to let us The feeling moving through our skin It's a sickness, a manic weakness, yeah It is happening again It is happening again It is happening again oh oh It is happening again It is happening again oh oh It is happening again It is happening again oh oh It is happening again It is happening again oh oh It is happening again It is happening again