Lyrics to Half Cycle

[Let off?] for so little

Came back for the moon

Some things aren't worth the trouble



Our world is a certain kind of hell

[Shooting making gains?] with all the running

Oh no

Gotta love the ebb and flow

But no use making waves [?] in the pudding



When the door won't yield

Exit from the room

[Running at the knobs?] is kind of funny



Our world is a certain kind of hell

[Shooting making gains?] with all the running

Oh no

Gotta love the ebb and flow

But no use making waves [?] in the pudding