the chicken's still dancing the chicken won't stop

What I sometimes mistake for ecstasy is simply the absence of grief.

I'm here, got no choice. But you, you should be telling people.

I dread the loss of her I've never touched love keeps me a slave in a cage of tears I gnaw my tongue with which to her I can never speak I miss a woman who was never born I kiss a woman across the years that say we shall never meet Everything passes Everything perishes Everything palls my thought walks away with a killing smile leaving discordant anxiety which roars in my soul No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope No hope

They will love me for that which destroys me.

I love you still, Against my will.

Here I am and there is my body dancing on glass In accident time where there are no accidents You have no choice the choice comes after