Choose the place where you stand
This might take quite a long time
You will die where you land
Your thoughts are horrible
You will be punished for them
Is there another side to your story?
Is there something you're not telling me?
I feel the cool water rushing over me
I think of all the places that I'd rather be
Wait, I'm afraid your face might drift into the forest
Need your machine to go way back
You know these things work out not best