So I sat back relaxing
Taking in another night
My eyes, they're resting
But I'm not sleeping
Like I should, despite
The detritus in my brain
No matter what you say to me
It all just sounds the same
When I came to from serching
The room between illusions
What's worse, it's not shocking
Not knowing, keeps us on the trail
A transfer site, to ride my plight
I'm going to dig a grave and let it grow again
A sewer drain, a tiny sucker's brain
Upon the forest floor
We've got our work cut out and more