Moby.Mk.II - In Transit
	lyrics
I dont want to be where the cold winter night, keeps casting long shadows rolling the dice for a righteous divide, ignite the land and run Ooooyea, Ooooyea line them up against the wall Ooooyea, Ooooyea blindfolds made like finest chalk The weight of the hour spurs the knights in their towers the motif discrete, can you smell the deceased? we all stopped searching for the human within, all we do is pretend, that its all in transit....