I occupy these feet with these dead arms and these dead legs The brambles catch and tighten and they pull me into bed This is no retaliation, this is the universe I imagine myself walking here 5 million years before I’m so intrigued by this one, it’s sharp around the sides There’s a danger to your loving, and my love’s been compromised I’ve been out walking with these dead arms and dead legs And the mysteries of the universe are tightened in my head The terrain becomes unbearable, to steep to stick your heel I imagine myself here again in 50 million years I run to the left I run to the right And all my fears become alive And what is left? And who are you in the end? I demonstrate my actions in the grace of your defeat And all things that were left unsaid internally repeat And the pain become tyrannical, 400 tons of shame And I walk into a perfect storm again I take the burden on myself I run to the left I run to the right And all my fears become alive And what is left? And who are you in the end? I’ve entertained that feeling, maybe once but never twice And you feel the world is ending, nothing else can suffice If it fills that void you bear, if there’s something wasn’t free How can i begin to blame you, you were the prisoner in me So I I run to the left I run to the right And all my fears are so alive And what is left? And who are you in the end? I run to the left I run to the right And all my fears are so alive And what is left? And who are we in the end?