Vertical Insect (The Lights Are On)

You worked here once you said
Now all these rooms are dead
Wheres the ones you use to see
And tried to keep in harmony
But this is not what you waited for
The insane have moved on
The lights are on
Your hair once neat and clean
Has turned gray and looks obscene
Imaginary patients stand in line
In need of something only you can find
But this is not what you waited for
The insane have moved on
The lights are on
The floor still holds the things
To relieve the the pain of everything
A broken beaker speaks to you
But you can't hear or see or think
But this is not what you waited for
The insane have moved on
The lights are on
But this is not what you came here for
The insane have moved on
The lights are on