Weigh laid by wild ideas and lines
He said lean into the punches you're taking
All the blood rushed to my mind
'Cos these days my head is just racing
Thought I was not on my own
But I'm just a dog my tail chasing
And who in their own company
Isn't gone for a while?
Keats said what will be will be
And so come into me be nearer
Have no reflection deceive
An apparition haunting mirrors
To cut my own arm to the bone
Hand of God save me from razors
Here in my own company
I'll be gone in a while
How it will end I don't know
But the universe is not erased yet
Alive and well it's company
Only gone for a while