Stretch me to the point where I stop
Run ten thousand miles and then think of me
I think you know the place we should meet
Don´t worry if it´s dark and I´m late

Run me out a thin wire
Help me to kill this, love
I´ll meet you tonite at the bottom of the well
Just feel around in the dark until you get the idea

I´m not moving doesn´t mean I can´t
Flame on in my head
My best friend sucked his wife´s blood an shriveled up
He was mistaken for sane

We move and groove and cut loose from fear
We should kill time, we´ll shut it down
I´ve got a pipeline straight to the heart of you
Opening in my head

Bright glass on a chair being wound around us
The toiling of idle hands
Dripping,
with guilt
A secret form of punishment
Axes thru skulls
Shadow of futility
Endless / revolt
The shining of light and shadows

Dividing each existance
No-one is right
Nothing is solid
Nothing can be held in my hands for long

Discontinuity
Sandy beaches
Bridges sinking into the sea
Beautiful confusion
You´re a fading memory

We should kill time