Watching the clock, watching the time go
Watching my body, trying to lay still, trying to lay low
Stop the shaking, wringing out the day
After the day after the day after the night
I close my eyes and i see nothing
Everything and nothing they lay so close they could be the same thing
We could be the same thing
My mind is now a desert, a vast barren landscape
Full of sand and wind, rocks and snakes and empty lakes
Once a water sign, always a water sign
Looking for a warm, late-night swim
Waves are flowing and lapping, drawing me in,
Drawing me in
Covered my heart in absent shadows
The great winds have shaken these bones
I lay down on the sand, no water to be found
Only dry land...