Waylaid by wild ideas and lines
He said, lean into the punches you're taking
All the blood rushed to my mind
'Cause these days my head is just racing
Thought I was not on my own
But I'm just a dog my tail chasing
And who in their own company
Isn't gone for a while?
Kate said, what will be will be
And so come into me, be nearer
Have no reflection to see
An apparition haunting mirrors
I cut my own arm to the bone
Hand of God, save me from razors
Here in my own company
I'll be gone in a while
How it will end I don't know
But the universe is not erased yet
Alive and well in its company
Only gone for a while