Insanitation

My eyes are open I can’t see Anything in front of me I’m sad and it’s colder I’m bleeding all over And my motion is stuck in a reverie My bags of stones become bags of bones The soles of my feet become my grave I’m forgetting, forgotten I’m lost and I’m rotten Waiting for some ecstasy Waiting for anything… *Somewhere I’m losing all my shoes I’m here but I can’t choose My hands remain unused and broken Somewhere there is a light I hide behind my sight Afraid it might have been awoken I’m hoping Hoping To hope again The heels of my feet no longer alive They’ve burned to the bone in some fate contrived Still stand in dishonor They say that I’m stronger But the only thing that’s moved is time My rock and roll become 5 years old The soul of my desire becomes my grave I’m frozen and lonely I drown in unholy Waiting for some epiphany A coma epitome * For some feet to replace mine For some force to stop time For some fate to unwind For another chance, chance To hope again Hope again Hope again 2005