I could be forgiven for thinking no more than just thinking that the greyness is closing in that the greyness is closing in now I could not help seeing I could not stop seeing as sleep slid gently into her gently into her it just keeps coming back to me like i keep running into you something new slid into her something new slid into her I can’t help feeling filthy although I’m probably not too guilty or maybe she's two steps in front of me but now that I’ve thought the thought I think I’ll find myself a box a place to keep the brightness in a place to keep my brightness in