Mote

When you feel the spiral turning through alone, And you feel so heavy that you just can't stop it... When this sea of madness turns you into stone, A picture of your life shoots like a rocket All the time... Put me in the equation, it's all right. I've seen you moving in and out of sight. My friends tell me it'll all cut through you, From nowhere to nowhere. Cut together, cutting through. I'm island-bound, a mote inside my eye, And I can't see you breathing as before. I am airless -- a vacuum child. I can't stand to reason at your door in this time. Put me in the equation, it's all right. I've seen you moving in and out of sight. My friends tell me it'll all cut through you, From nowhere to nowhere. Cut together. I'm down in the daytime out of sight, Comin' in from dreamland, I'm on fire. I can see it's all been here before. Dream a dream that lies right at your door. When the seasons circle sideways out of turn, And words don't speak, just fall across the carpet, You're just in time to watch the fires burn. It seems a crime but your face is bright, you love it all the time...