I float around in here, my soul adrift, constant Security discovered in terror, I face it all The view slips by, and I die every instant
Ravaged by fear and tugged by desire, a tiny ant In the colossal sphere where neurons stand tall I float around in here, my soul adrift, constant
My feet alight upon the fleeting moment Until it’s swept away by the hurtling call The view slips by, and I die every instant
I knew not all this as an infant I knew nothing, I remember, I was normal I float around in here, my soul aloft, constant
Warm, damp, the pulsing grey begins to chant Beckoning, from the ominous bright pall The view slips by, and I die every instant
Someday I shall meet that precious recalcitrant Whose clock tells when my fate shall me befall I float around in here, my soul aloft, constant The view slips by, and I die every instant