Lisa heard a whisper in her computer screen
And in the sad laser flicker of the Xerox machine.
Out the tinted windows cars sped silently
And everything was quiet, everything was clean.
But she felt something waiting, a shadow underneath
Ohhhh Oh a shadow underneath.
Another cup of coffee, snacks from the machine
She stared down the hallway at the plastic trees.
Waiving under air ducts in the automated breeze
A whisper, a flicker, trembling in the leaves.
And she wanted to see it, but she didn't want to see
Ohhhh Oh she didn't want to see.
Down the elevator, falling silently
In the parking lot silver puddles gleamed.
A canyon of buildings, lazy pipes of steam
And all of it whispered, all of it breathed.
And all the little shadows danced around her feet
Ohhhh Oh they danced around her feet.
And she wanted to see them, but she didn't want to see.
Ohhhh Oh she didn't want to see.
Ohhhh Oh.