just as the sound of a tin roof expanding in the sun
differs not from the sound of the rain
falling in and out of love
can begin to feel the same
i've lost capacity to excess
and so through a note or blown up in smoke
i relinquish all my control
and when you talk too much
people start thinking they heard things that you never said
when you're verbally incontinent
who could truly understand what you meant?
excess gave wings - learn to fly
but i'm cognisant of the hefty price
how many does it bring back to life?
i'm drinking more and i'm sleeping less
i'm losing all that i possess
but i can't survive as anything less than this
i don't think that you'll believe all that i have to say
i'll be fucking incoherent then
and you'll have never understood what i meant
so what the fuck are you trying to say?"