Oh, space becomes irrelevant
Just as I suspected
I'm alone in this house
Like I'm alone with these sentences

Every step I take
Is one more closer to the void
I'm afraid, I'm annoyed
I'm convulsing with the boys
And I'm through

Fear is in the dark
In the cracks in the walls
In my veins via syringes
In my eyes, in my balls
I'm unsure

All those photos showing smiling faces
Turn, twist and bend to new proportions
Speed up, slow down

I can see your face in a dream
A dream, a dream, a dream

Bon voyage, a vacation in triage
The long goodbye
Bon voyage, a vacation in triage
The long goodbye

(I understand.)