I awoke in a sinking Manhattan.
I played in drunken cathedrals.
There were businessmen in armchairs.
With namebrands and short hair.
Detonating with evil.
So I scratched out the eyes of all my past lives.
And gathered my crooked flowers.
The gardener grins as the toothache begins.
And the angels sing free from the towers.
Can`t stop this sleepwalking.
Can`t stop my mind.
Holy laughter in the river with Ginsey.
I saw John in heaven dancing with Buddha.
Dropping pennies of X on the genXers heads.
Singing couldawouldashoulda.
In my dreams I`ve seen things naked and puzzled.
My future fluorescent and dark.
And my spies realize that my hope`s euthanized.
By the paranoid ape in my heart.
Can`t stop this sleepwalking.
Can`t stop my mind from talking.
The prisoner in my head.
Scares me to death.