Every ripple that I let go - and stilled
Every pocket that I've rubbed - and filled
I am a child who only wants - to be burned
Every word that's been said - makes me weary
I'm saving up all my experience
I'm saving up all my experience
Every man that I have met - stable blind
Every spirit taking his turn - pride
Every lustard down the road - has turned me blind
Every dog that gave me food - and depravation
I'm saving up all my experience
I'm saving up all my experience
Each day on trial - when I die
Each day on trial - when I die
Each day on trial - when I die
Let two times two be five - when I die
I'm saving up all my experience
I'm saving up all my experience
In straight lines down into the pit
In straight lines down into the pit
Down, down, down...