into the headphones again
wander this land around
into the headphones again
follow the crossbone sound
into the headphones again
wander this holy ground

frame in the canvas observe the space
splatter some paint around the place
in dotted lines across the sky
the sun is tracking shattered time

i hear a hundred voices in my head
a place for me they outright beg
tangled knots amidst the din
i find a spot for each of them

close my eyes to poverty and close out wealth
close out the world say goodbye to my self
nothing in my eyes but dancing lines
of notes arranged in space and time