• Hey can you air out the space in here?

    My eyes are clouded.

    Can't see where I'm going,

    can't see where the route is.

    Lucid strolls to nowhere.

    xx

    Lucid strolls to nowhere

    But on my toes to make my calves burn

    They burn away, they burn away

    Ashes collecting in the urn

    Destination reached.