Right, take three. Right, this... Yeah, try and make it. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten. Okay. It stops my mind from wondering where it will go. I'm feeling the cracks that ran through the dome and kept my mind from wondering where it will go. And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong, I'm right, where I belong, I'm right where I belong. See the people standing there who disagree and never win and wonder why they don't get in my door. I'm painting my room in a colourful way and when my mind is wondering, there I will go. There I will go. And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong, I'm right, where I belong, I'm right where I belong. See the people running around, they worry me and never ask me why they don't get past my door. I'm taking the time for a number of things that weren't important yesterday and I still go. I'm fixing a hole so the rain gets in and stops my mind from wondering where it will go. Where it will go. I'm fixing a hole. Fixing a hole. Fixing a hole. Fixing a hole. And that's right.