Paroles: Ceremony. The Doldrums (Friendly City).

Can you help me out of phantom bay?
This place is a vacancy stuck in figure 8
'Where nothing ever happens'
No ones ever late
So why? Tell me why? The dullness is filling me

I have to get away
Get this complacency out of me
Im my own figurehead in my own state
Why? Tell me why? The dullness is filling me

Hold my breath watch my mind sift away
As useless as compass in a hedge maze
Without a decision
Without a base
Why? Tell me why? The dullness is filling me

Living in the doldrums
Walking in the doldrums
Floating through the doldrums
Wandering the doldrums all day