[Verse 1] Each day could be a whole world It could stay frozen in flow feeding ev'ry other river Keeping me locked up becalming ev'ry quiver Nothing else acknowledged but the skeleton of a thought A pose without clothes An amateur knot It isn't such a stretch to reach across that divide But when a hungry ghost incarnate pushes hard against the inside it looks like you're bound it looks like you're stuck held down by cords that you spun out of bad luck Determined or doomed seem to be mostly equal And an uncertain approach can be delicately lethal So I don't know who to gather together in my faithless arms with my neglected belief Addicted to my misery A single potent hit Lured in by the song Not knowing when to quit Ev'ry one of these days a chapter in a book with the edges of the pages neatly charred More than sentimental Less than yet alive An interruption born to survive [Verse 2] Each day begins inside the next skipping ahead of what's here breathing into distraction Speaking out of time sanctifying inaction Ev'rything excepted All reason abandoned to want A style without form A cosmological taunt A keening toward the depths An intimation of need The dedication to illusion k**ing silences with greed It wouldn't be so wrong Might hold out some hope If I could just be still and let go of this fraying rope I pushed it to the edge Filled up the field of view Stole all the spaces to think Held on too tightly (to you) So it's way past dawn but the sun is still climbing swelling into d**h saturating time To rise above mythology To find a quiet room To inhabit just the now To feel the moment bloom Ev'ry one of those thoughts a leaf pressed between leaves held close by definitions out of date Laid completely open Ready to be still A blank elaboration of will