When I can't find the word I'm looking for Or I reach into the drawer with four tries But nothing sticks There's no telling why I opened it I try but I just forget What there once was, I have not forgotten What there once was, it won't leave me alone The synapses still fire and direct my thoughts They just seem tired of hunting for homes And I'm not brave enough to say that I'm not afraid Should I return to confused bits of blindness A tongue wanting words in the sweet of speech finds a form Then return to the bald toothless need of a child Hunched and cradled (His spine returns the curl to fit the cleft of an arm) Oh, we are embarked and return to the place we start to thrash against it It's a wild thing to accept, and who can hold it? Think about the loss of anything Well, someday if you wake to a nameless stranger in me Lead me outside. Let me go. If I'm already there, just let me go I'm notTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
