Potential, well you're a loaded line The veil between the world and the faceless bride There's nothing yet but a bunch of white Potential, well you're a loaded line Tomorrow, well I'll wait for you Laying right here floating in this swimming pool There's a lot of things I got left to do Oh tomorrow, well I'll wait for you The days keep slipping down into the cracks It takes a while to realize where you're at Slowly, so slowly Slowly, so slowly Slowly, it's slowly ending Dementia, you better treat me good The human race is in its second childhood I never learned but I understood Oh dementia, you better treat me good Sometimes I need a place to go Cla**ical music plays from my radio I sit real still, let my shadow grow Yeah, sometimes I need a place to go My mind keeps slipping back into the past I hope someday that I can get it back Slowly, so slowly Slowly, so slowly Slowly, it's slowly ending Slowly, so slowly Slowly, so slowly Slowly, it's slowly ending And soon that train is gonna pull away I hear it whistlin' I try to wave at a glowing face That can't tell who I am Slowly, so slowly Slowly, so slowly Slowly, it's slowly ending