You have no choice
How do I start? How do I stop?
I would rather have lost my legs
At 4:48 I shall sleep
I shall freeze in hell
As cold as the sky, as still as my heart
At 4:48, my happy hour
What do you offer?
I’m seeing things, I’m hearing things
And hatch opens, stark light
Where do I start? Where do I stop?
Where there are no accidents
Remember the light
Pulled out my teeth
Hatch opens, stark light
Cut out my tongue
What do you offer?
The television talks full of eyes
To make them so supportive?
Tongue out, thought stalled
The spirits of sight
Still black water as deep as forever
How do I stop? How do I stop?
Warm darkness
The piecemeal crumple of my mind
Tear out my hair
For one hour and twelve minutes
When clarity visits
At 4:48 when sanity visits
I am in my right mind
Gouged down my eyes
The choice comes after
44, 37, 38, 42, 21, 28, 12, 7
And believe the light
And now I am so afraid
Than lost my love
See nothing
100, 91, 84, 81, 72, 69, 58
In accident time
I don’t know who I am
Hatch opens, stark light
A table, two chairs and no window
Dancing on glass
Nothing matters more
Here am I and there is my body
Cut off my limbs
And nothing, nothing
When it has passed I shall be gone again
When your voice is gone
But leave my love
