She’s in her little made up world She don’t know She’s in her little hide out world She don’t know And I don’t wanna see That she is just like me Can’t you see me inside her world? Oh I can

A man stands in a hallway looking at a photograph of an Edward Gorey drawing. He senses a presence in the air but he cannot see it. He feels a soft tendril floating beside him but he cannot touch it. He hears the muted glow of a television coming from the parlor room, but he cannot for the life of him imagine who could be watching the images at this hour. A pin drops. They said “Hey, hey, hey” I said, “Wait, wait, wait.” There’s no reason We Must stay In this World Of Grey A boy sits on the cold marble pew in the back row of a steel-framed chapel. The people around him are murmuring without parting their lips. He can see the unison words drifting upwards towards the concrete roof, but he can’t quite decipher what they’re saying. The small misaligned fricatives pop in disunion like distant firecrackers, turning the holy into human. These small sounds and sighs bounce turbulently off of the slate walls rolling towards the boy’s ears like a gathering thunderstorm. The university student lays on his bed in the fetid mess of the night before. Crusts, crumbs and other discarded objects float with him in the disarray. His unblinking eyes stare upward looking past the ceiling fan, through the drywall and into the asbestos filled crawlspace above him. An album spins slowly in the corner, drone music spiraling ever downward, drilling deeper and duller with each revolution. A woman sits at the foot of her bed staring at a blank computer screen. From a distance, she vaguely senses that her feet are cold, but the thought doesn’t seem make it from her brain to her hand to her slippers which lay just a few feet away. Slowly turning her head to look outside, the white horizonless sky meets her gaze with a stare as blank as the computer in front of her. Fourteen feet up a body is leveraging itself through the picture window and over the cast-iron railing. The sound it makes passing the woman’s apartment is the first thing to break the silence in weeks

I am a hurricane I tear down houses in your name But rest your weary head Cause you ain't seen nothing yet Stay with me tonight my dear Tomorrow we'll be clearing our path home We’re gonna hydroplane And say fuck the goddam brakes Come away with me We’ll float out to the sea Sit on back and let the gears go On this highway reckless and alone Swell, that’s the name for me Cause I swell up from the sea And crash on down below This tidal wave’s got a hard time saying no No urban infrastructure will stop me From ripping up the world whole I will whip with winds that make you Wince while washing both the world And my mind lays in your hands till the Sands rise up and swallow us both Together and alone we will face Water, water, water, water, water In everything we know Ahead you can see the sun, But we got lots to do before we’re done

I sailed across the seven seas To a faraway land where no one sees. They stare out through their mind’s eye They don’t see the world, and they don’t ask why Now I Don’t Want To Solve Your Problems I Don’t Want To Be Liable I see the world and the world sees me I know that one and one and one make three So when you tell me how I should be I want to have nothing to do with you So I wont let you use myself I just want to be free Something I try to remind myself Out there I know there will be somebody else Please tell me the part that you don’t understand When I say that I don’t give a damn, listen: These are the things that I have on my mind Little things that happen all the time You’re just as blind as those who cannot see Therefore I see no place for you with me Now I don't want to solve your problems; I don't want to be liable

I’ll follow you to where you belong Where you belong I’ve always been waiting To hear your song, A simple song Where have you been you hiding it? I’ll follow you, follow you. I will become your ebb and flow Your ebb and flow Just tell me the reason why you go To where you go That orchard row What are you hiding there? I’ll follow you, follow you I will always follow you.

There is a man Who sits up above the crowds He sees you He feels you He knows what you’re seeking I don’t wanna leave here If you’re not here with me So come now, let’s go together And be happy forever Oh… I wouldn’t mind Speaking in the Devil’s tongue So I could steal you from Those who would do you harm So far, I’ve come to terms with The XXX on your face Take my hand and come to the place Where you desire to be I will always stay with you As long as you want me to So come now, let’s go together And be happy forever

I don't want to think about it.