Stretch me to the point where I stop

Run ten thousand miles and then think of me

I think you know the place we should meet

Don't worry if it's dark and I'm late



Run me out a thin wire

Help me to kill this, love

I'll meet you tonite at the bottom of the well

Just feel around in the dark until you get the idea



I'm not moving doesn't mean I can't

Flame on in my head

My best friend sucked his wife's blood an shriveled up

He was mistaken for sane



We move and groove and cut loose from fear

We should kill time, we'll shut it down

I've got a pipeline straight to the heart of you

Opening in my head



Bright glass on a chair being wound around us

The toiling of idle hands

Dripping,

with guilt

A secret form of punishment

Axes thru skulls

Shadow of futility

Endless / revolt

The shining of light and shadows



Dividing each existance

No-one is right

Nothing is solid

Nothing can be held in my hands for long



Discontinuity

Sandy beaches

Bridges sinking into the sea

Beautiful confusion

You're a fading memory



We should kill time