This afternoon I burned my eyes out of my head,
but from what I read I'm fine...or dead
Now I understand just what was said..
I never did.
Last night I died. Songs droned in fives,
and in awkward times it creeps down my spine.
Now I understand just what was meant
when it was said that I was dead.
And she sang these things only to me.
The only one who understands
what she means and dreams.
We're completely streamed at the seams,
she looks through me and begins to speak...
what did you say.