Shape of Things - Operators

You’ve got your hands for feeling

You’ve got your eyes but you can’t see them

The shape of things to come

I got my voice, I’m calling

Across the wild, are you receiving?

Attrition in the dark

The shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

You’ve got your hands for breathing

You’ve got your mind but

Baby, I know

Collapse my thoughts for

Calling out and it’s all

Everybody knows

The shape of things to come

Give me the shape of things to come

We’ve got the shape of things to come

The shape of things to come

Black feeling, when you gonna come?

I never know

Black feeling, when you gonna come?

Oh, baby, melt me down

Black feeling, when you gonna come?

And I was born just like you

Born to let them go, just like you

Born to let them go, just like you

Born to let them go, just like you