Unravel

Here I am, still intact
And I should give myself credit for that
But I have cast a stone
Deep into my throat
I squat on land, my feet won't reach
The smell of blood and bile and bleach
I need a square foot and a rope...

We can weave, we can unravel
We keep on sleeping
Right through our travels
We can weave, we can unravel
Take our confusion to a
Much higher level

Spit it up and hand it over
To yet another child of squalor
Pallid wheezing
Lost all her color
Her dark circles
Getting darker
He crossed her palm
But nothing seems
To wake her from her shitty dreams
Ad she's become just one more helpless package of doom

We can weave, we can unravel
We keep on sleeping
Right through our travels
We can weave, we can unravel
Take our confusion to a
Much higher level

The city is especially vindictive tonight, yeah, tonight
That hitchhiker looks so like he's heading home
To murder his wife
Well it's a proven fact they don't respond to every call
For help in time
So there she stays
Poor little girl
Lying on the floor of a
Dirty bathroom

No folks there's no device
No box of gods to descend
And take this tragedy
Tie up all the loose ends

We can weave, we can unravel
Take our confusion to a
Much higher level
We can weave, we can unravel
We keep on sleeping
Right through our travels