The tables and the people
They are just as well the same
The lights they flicker on and off
The drinks they taste the same
What is there to talk about
He wishes he had thought
He opens up to speak a word
But him they have forgot
The visions and the words he speaks are drawn from afar
He feels that all his memories were drawn from a jar
I hope the rain is so loud
We can’t hear ourselves think
Or I’ll turn on the water
And put my head in the sink
I want a comfortable silence
Extra weight on my eyelids
A stainless conscience
And a game for watching
I might bite the dagger
I might bite the spoon
I might the bullet
Oh yeah real soon
A fate to process
To feel in passing
A passive smile
And a safer a landing
I want a comfortable silence
Extra weight on my eyelids
A stainless conscience
And a game for watching
I might bite the dagger
I might bite the spoon
I might the bullet
Oh yeah real soon
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