sometimes i talk too much but i gotta get it out but i don't wanna talk i only wanna listen but baby talk, soft my ears are always ringin now hummin a sad song when i'm alone but you gotta be alone to figure things out sometimes be alone... when even in a crowd of friends and not so sometimes of whom you just can't distinguish but thank god for the former some bow down a hundred times a day or more find a way to get them to the temple one day find a temple to bask in the glory of roll around on a floor of furry carpet there sleep soundly for the first time in forever and breathe in deep and sigh there's a desert down below the earth's core a hidden staircase in the house that you reside in a little somethin from the cupboard over there a little medicine... it's a medication situation