losing time, a mental fugue
such eloquent dumb, withdrawn to muse
mutation of thought spins a wondrous dream
of things unimagined, never seen

i don't know where i'm going
but i do know where i've been
like icarus i've fallen (but unlike him)
i'm going to fly into the sun again

mentor, dunce, slave and master
such clever words to dress my disaster
this my ignorance, this is my bliss
refuse to believe, cease to exist!

you're painting the ceiling
while i crawl here on the floor
i've nothing but myself to believe in
but you demand i need something more

the face on mars, the man in the moon
look down on me alone in my room
the walls are hot to the touch and breathe of fever
i close my eyes and still can't believe your fear