| Walked straight for the longest time |
| Never looked at that exit to the other life |
| Kept it airtight, lost all sight |
| Although all I ever had to do was stay blind |
| As well as stay down |
| The eyes are open now and I’m screaming towards the ground |
| Slammed back onstage now where I will mime |
| Through a broken jaw |
| But I forgot again, just my imagination |
| Out of touch with reality again |
| Where the outer surface never rises |
| From the nukes |
| That implode and pass, that implode and pass |
| Even though eventually they’ll throw off the mask |
| Reveal the insides and every past |
| To an empty night when all the flesh had crawled back into the stale light |
| They’ve spent their lifelines |
| On making sure I reach their landmines |
| IF I HAD A LIFE |
| I PROBABLY WOULDN’T NOTICE |
| IF I HAD A MIND |
| I WOULDN’T LET IT CHOOSE FOR ME |
| Well the sun’s nailed up now |
| The swarms all loose now |
| Preparing in full force to climb their ladders up |
| While their engines drill the skies down |
| As long as it takes to build that armored skyline |
| Under which I’ve dried up |
| While waiting for the ocean’s rise |
| To sweep it all away somehow |
| To the carefree glow of the grey sand |
| Where the blueproof tide unwinds its grasp |
| To the paper shores' sway of an ion sky |
| But now the stillframe skips over and back |
| And all folds away into these cartboard blinds |
| And then I hear the voices whisper: «Give it up» |
| I SAID: |
| Give it up this isn’t what you wanted |
| Now just give it up this isn’t what you wanted |
| Give it up, this isn’t want we had in mind |
| You had your life to live |
| Now tell me what to do |
| I’ve got no life |
| I won’t even choose |