you found me you breached my walls i hear your calls. the telephone is ringing of the hook
talk to you just for a moment we will lament but its all going to take time for me to get back
i have no power i have no money no car either but i have fingers and eyes, i hear you with them
ive been in the desert, you know there is sand there. weak connection, and my skins dried till im bare
the brain is stimulated by thoughts of everything i know, yes including you, i'll be back soon
the water is boiling, i forget what grass feels like, my head is light and my legs heavy, i know there is something im meant to do
this trip i am on, should have done it earlier, should have got you to come, i wouldnt have become isolated then
it was my idea, i needed six months, i got it too, i was an idiot, why did i have to choose this place for the break
everywhere i look, i see others and think of you, i see clothes and books, cars and rooks; i think of you
i cant remember the last time i spoke, at all, my voice is cracked for sure, maybe it will help, i should try singing
this desert is hot, i left my shoes back there some 17 days ago, im tied to a tiny piece of rope, its keeping me alive.
before i was thinking of escape, just a moment, now come find me, so we cam lament
