Careen into the dark 
Can you touch it?
Without even a spark 
...of recognition

You’re up to your neck 
and buried five years down
The room still glows
When the lights go out


Distance calls you out 
When no one’s there
And your wrenched-up, spitting mouth
Still sucks the air

You’re up to your neck 
and buried five years down
The room still glows 
When the lights go out

You should know...