I see his eyes moving away from me.
Oh no, is this another albatross?
He knows he holds dominion over me,
But what I gain is worth the cost.
We share the cold embrace of cousins.
I wonder if I've seen him somewhere else before.
And as I wonder at his ancestry,
I'm estimating by(?) the door
And in the (???) story
I lose my way inside a requisition of fate
I read his lips and I see glory
But what I hear is "Be afraid."
So from the fog of every morning
Until the heat of day is still
I watch the clock as it turns backwards
I see the water run uphill
And in the (???) story
I lose my way inside a requisition of fate
I read his lips and I see glory
But what I hear is "Be afraid."