How did it happen?
Another infection, another worry
Has wormed its way into my every move
There\'s nothing I can do
I\'m trying to be as normal as I can
I\'ve had this problem for years and days
It\'s a problem, it won\'t go away
It\'s a problem that won\'t go away
I\'ve drank an ocean full
Tablespoonfuls of honey
Had nightmares about fears
I\'m glad I\'m still here, still going
Like a river on the 4th floor
I am incidental
In the grand scheme of things
I\'m like a boneless fish with a Basilisk gaze
Bashful in many ways
I dwindle in the night like a frisson or a wave
A king earthquake, duck quarry
At the windmill, at the old farmhouse
It\'s my night bailiwick, my right, my right
I\'ve raised my spirits, I feel better for it
I\'m trying to be more positive
Inviting in colours
When I\'m at my worst
It\'s hard not to think I\'m in some perdition
A kind of mental prison
I can\'t escape with a morning prayer
By the well-dressed epicure
I don\'t believe God exists, but I hope
I hope everything will turn out well
I\'m fallible, stepping out the shower
Stepping into the steam
Like I go to sleep and enter dreams
I don\'t believe in the Devil
But people do Devil things
I\'m giddy on the lonely highway
Playing my favourite compositions
I dissent, lured like game
Chrome and cloying in my Hell
Wanting a slice of Heaven
There\'s a strange jingle in my ears
I\'m burning candles and out of gasoline
Throwing out the junk mail
A farrago of voices together
Mowed the grass in summer
I feel like winter, taking risks
Can\'t be bothered to think about it
Nocturnal beliefs and precious stones
Burning bright under the pale moonlight
Under the pale moonlight.