I'm looking into you
Thers nothing there
It's gone
Do you kow who you are
I'm looking into you
You have his stare
Fallen into you over and over and over
I can't remember
I can't see
Stop this
Stop this now
Don't think about
Filled place in your head and it goes back there
You ache and you ache
Beaten yourself up now
Stop this thought
Stop this thought
Aching stop
Aching stop
Aching stop

When you're high
If you could see what I see
In your unfocused empty child like eyes
You'd see my father's blue stare
And the horror
Of the loss of language of an educated man
Recited poems and Shakespeare
Knew the name of every tree in Latin Memory
The unjust cruel sentencing of bewilderment
And the dying of the brain
When you're high
What do you see
His last words to me from surgery
His last words to me
His last words
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word
Hang on every word