The world hums outside my door,
Its voices brittle with hidden pain...

I hand to you my hunger,
And you breathe upon its life...

Have you ever considered
The infinite grains of sand...

The sun forgets my name again,
I wake in gray, I stay in bed...

Something about bombs.
Something about death...

You know my ears live,
When they absorb the spells...

I remember your face
As it was after a long day of work...

This cannot be my heart.
Maybe it used to be, but not anymore...

I used to know all about mythology.
Greek gods amazed me...

Would you make me a coffee?
Smoke a cigarette with me...

Everything you love, everything you hate,
Goes away, out the window...

When you walk at night,
Right by the street light...