My name is Darryl Fish and I changed when I turned 21 I used to feel the sun's warmth on my arms and now the sky just opens up I pull the sheets over my head and try hard to disappear But in bed with me is a zoo of formless tenants that I wrestle with They burrow into me and push out through my limbs
They find their way out
Woke up in the middle of the ocean with everyone without faces I only want this thing to drift and I'll cut any rope that's got an anchor on it If you try to keep us here, I'll drill a hole at my feet if I need Then the choir surrounds him and they push their song that always seems off
I wouldn't call them wrong I just wouldn't ask them at all
I wonder if my fate has been taped to my back because all your eyes look like they're reading me as forms I was supposed to have filled out But it's all paperwork I didn't need to have Floats, hands behind head, then he sees the choir pulling the ship off into the sky gaping open And it's dark now but he wonders when the sun comes back up How it'll feel on his skin and if it will at allTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
