Scratching the Surface - Live

So you won't tell me
where you have been up to now
I don't know they have seen you come and go
Oooh
You are well on your way but
never leaving the chair
Playing scenes on TV screens
Watching widely to glimpse the full view
While the hours have their hands all over you
You say that you see me
well I see you too
I look behind, what do you find,
all but an empty room
Scratching the surface
and you can't get away
You've travelled far and so far
you have nothing to say
Scratching the surface
You better come up for air
A new experience to get you there
Scratching the surface
You better come up for air
Strapped to the media, a machine to fear
You're onto something
then it slips right away
It's in your hand, follow through
right in front of you
You say that you hear me
well I hear you too
My secret is no secret
outside of the tube
So you won't tell me
what you've done up to you
You're watching me, I'm watching you decide
Oooh
Scratching the surface
and you can't get away
You tried so hard, and so far
you have nothing to say
Scratching the surface
You better come up for air
A new experience to get you there
Scratching the surface
You better come up for air
Strapped to the media, a machine to fear



Credits
Writer(s): James Dickson Crichton, James Gerad Gilmour
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