Ray Gun

Hunters, lonely workers wander
Clutching their briefcase or bag
Umbrella in hand
I'm just a child now and know I will
Be doing things that I shouldn't
Like picking up when I could put down
And saying no when I wouldn't

Never was my ray gun on you
If it was you somehow slipped through
My fingers tremble too much to hold control
Never was, never was my ray gun on you

Working, only shifting heartbeats
Making the day float by
Laborious lies
You say you've held it inside
You've seen some things that are real
But only now do I realize
'Cause only now do I feel

Never was my ray gun on you
If it was you somehow slipped through
My fingers tremble too much to hold control
Never was, never was my ray gun on you
Never was, never was my ray gun on you