There is a fragile tension

That's keeping us going

It may not last forever

But oh when it's flowing

There's something magical in the air

Something so tragic we have to care

There's a strange obsession

It's drawning us nearer

We don't understand it

It never gets clearer

It's something mystical in our genes

So simplistic it kicks and screams

Oh when we're teetering

On the edge of collapse

Nothing can keep us down

There's a dizzing feeling

That's keeping us flying

Through glittering galas

Without even trying

There's something radical in our hands

Nothing logical to our plans