i measured up to the best of my worst intentions. i've 
never been the one to be the wrecker of homes. i had a 
blast at the party where i drank to excess, but every 
time i leave, i get a little bit quiet. now i'm awake 
on the floor with my hesitation and create all the 
scenarios i've never experienced. you are too smart. 
you are too smart. i don't know what my hands do when 
they are bored. i like to watch a good fight. i like to 
see us get animalistic now. but the worst of all is 
that i know the time. i found an hole - infinity - the 
modern world is flowing in and out inside itself. and 
so i dug my way into an early grave. have i seen every 
part of you yet? but i still get that lonely feeling to 
just trash a room with my bare hands and feet. i was a 
representation of all the things i might be made of. i 
was a rambling vagrant. i was a failing empire. i was a 
lonely estate. i wanted you to occupy my space. if you 
listen close, you can hear the ocean croon. and that's 
alright. i was dying for days, and walking through the 
sounds of the night. i had a moment of clarity and 
stared it for all of eternity. i was drinking with the 
coroner, talking about the life and the death. he had a 
smug look and a rueful laugh and said "the first one is 
always the best." we won't beat them so let's join. you 
can't beat us so just join! i get lost in circular 
thought for my endless love for the world, though it 
can be quite frightening. A, it breathes, alive. B, it 
claws with all my time. see it move around us, i see it 
moves within us. the last thing i saw was a winter 
scene. the heart went cold and numb at the sight of new 
snow born on trees. i caught disease on my last great 
adventure. i sailed for years just to find your humble 
home, and it seems i finally found this God i've been 
praying to, and so i asked her, "was it sad to die this 
way?" and she replied, "son, it's time you died today." 
what troubles i had found were given up to one who'd 
burn it to the ground, but really i can't say because i 
thought i knew a soul i thought was pure, but little do 
i know, i know nothing at all. woah! the timing was a 
wreck. i waited for an opening, i slipped into the 
cracks of every step i took and now i can compress and 
sleep alone for years - no one will know i'm here, no 
one will know i'm here. everything is trailing in a 
bright haze, everything is moving through forever. and 
all my dreams are infinite vacations where all my 
thoughts are hazardous to my health. wait for it to say 
wait for it to say wait for it to say wait for it to 
say.