Don't break that spangled cobweb of stars
In this tangled messed up world
Where sleeping ceases

What does the blind man see when you tell him of the sky?
Whirling rose-petals and the world is covered in flowers

Listen
Can you hear the silent weeping of my heart?

But the still moment by the lake
Immortal touching immortal
Perfection in it's terrible glory
Stops the heart
Freezes the mind
And the clock ticks on

The single spotlight
Stagefright?
Don't worry my darling
I'm here beside you
Although you think you're alone

The fountain of life continues to congest my system
I know I'm dying, what about you?

Silver skin
Silver eyes that glint like fishes
Crying for the world not just me
Crying for that little world inside your head

Can you see me yet?
I'm hiding in the brambles

Sun blinding me
And yet I stumble on

Slowly

Time stops

Every day you wake up, it's the same bloody question that haunts you:is today the day I die? Death is on your heels, baby, and sooner or later it's gonna catch you. And part of you wants it... not only to stop the fear and uncertainty,but because you're just a little bit in love with it. Death is your art. You make it with your hands, day after day. That final gasp. That look of peace. Part of you is desperate to know:What's it like? Where does it lead you? Sooner or later, you're gonna want it.

necesse est omnibus mortem obire