would you tell
how do you know
it's a deepening well
like the big o

i know
it's a bad scene to be whole
it's a bad dream i hope
Marie
to feel
they're following me

if i painted a tear
would you figure it out
would it make matters clear
would it shed some doubt
it's been happening for years
it's a roundabout

pull back from the front
there's a bigger gap
than you thought
a bigger trap
in which to be caught

i've got to get away from the bricks
all these straight lines are making me sick