in the five minutes worth of lost time that i had, when i was passed out on the supermarket floor, i saw you at the head of the heavenly chorus. and i heard your song ringing all through the store.
in the five minutes when my broadcast got pre-empted, i saw you touch down. you were no longer dead. i was happy to see ya. i had lots of questions. and i put my hand to the wound in your head. ah, the blood! all of that blood! all of that warm blood flowing freely from you.
in the five minutes when i was dead to the world, in a place far away from my friends and my home, i saw you with a smile on your radiant face, amidst all of the cans and the glass and the chrome.
and in those five minutes, my signal was jammed. the frequencies that i received were so pure, that i almost believed that the sight of the hole in your skull was a thing that my heart could endure. ah, the blood! all of that blood! all of that warm blood flowing freely from you!