It's just the lack   Of time I keep   Reaching out, lashing out       It's just the lines   Run down the walls   I can't believe they never fall   The walls never leave   And the walls begin to scream       Ahhh   And my toes against the wall   I stare ahead   The door inside the wall   Your face inside the door   You crawl across the room       The picture never moves   My books are very still   You slide to my feet   You slide across the floor       I   Throw your head across the ice   I   Throw my head through a window   Crash   Like poetry       It's four o'clock, I'm waiting   Your face appears   I keep forgetting your name   While I'm writing this, you   You crash through the wall   You fall off the floor       I   Slide your head across the ice   I   Throw my hands through the window   Crash   Like gods      A room   Full of delicate cutters   All sitting down, the room has many doors   All but one of them are closed   She goes around   (Remember)   Opening the doors       This has another ending   Full of innocent children   One of them are closed       She goes around   This has another ending   (Remember the room)   Full of delicate cutters   Opening the doors