Four more sleepwalks then abyss
Flat out chancer might night swim
Waves of apparitions’ servants of the self
True linings pining rare pitiless silver thread
In the throes of the beast, in museums hanging me, so sorry, where were we, I’ll just leave
Crowds of admirers never friends
Makes it so easy to pretend
They take and try and never stare
Play pass around the crowns they share
We’re so connected, so alone
Come full bodied in glamour pose
I’ll sleep it off, those power cuts
Your eyes give me the failure rush
People please endlessly, patiently, I love you, bad side too, I suffered through, all for you
Kill domain think humane, nothing new, draw a line, pick a side, never mine, that’s the true
Shift me into new paradigms
Where there’s no such thing as better times
Where clairvoyants tell you everything you want to here
Where ornate glimmers can be killed but reappear
We’re so connected, so alone
We’re so connected, so alone
We’re so connected, so alone
We’re so connected, so alone