now,
where are we going I
I don't remember this road at all
And of course I'm only watching
from the back window of car
Watching the power lines
as they rise and fall
But I don't want to leave
my house like this
Crawling on my belly and my hands
I was so sure your face would be radiant
And I think I'd rather understand
than stand up straight
And all the bells that are
ringing in my head
Make the sun and light as
blue as any bird
And the laser beams
projected on the mountainside
Will smash into the rocks like
down the shore
Hey now, speak to me in language
That my primitive ears can't understand
It made me a face to go there with them
But that couldn't have been
part of your plan
Don't talk to me about invention
In this dark house
with the movie spinning slow
And screwing all the parchment
to the ceiling
Makes for such a complicated note
But I don't want to leave
my house like this
Subscribing to the build
-up on the code
With microchips in my skull
and my cellulophone
Telling them the ways I choose to go
And all these precious tired fingers
Will play upon the sinews of my legs
And the sweet smoke, invisible music
I swear that it will not keep you awake
So all these people that
would treat me
Tonight were deeper
than my clothes
Place in the crossbeam at
the water's end
And cry it as we say goodbye and float
And are you sure about this winding
The pressure of the twisting in the run
As if my God were different
from the one you love
An d it was mine who came
up with the sign
But I don't want to leave
my house like this
Swinging on the door jam, looking out
It's so bright and loud inside the medicine
I think I'd rather understand
than stand up straight
There are fields of aching,
aching bodies
Tossing to the right in pretty clothes
Make moaning like the screaming woman
Timbers of the ship
That were taken and turned into the void
Hey now
you