Hear the one about the guy?
He woke up and felt alive
But drowned by the ward
He found his way outside
Steady in his mind
And for the first time he could show...
He went down to the workers shack
And he never came back
He closed the door behind
And one hand at a time
Slid them across the table
And metal through bone
And red on the floor
That was his vision
And he spoke clearly of his sanity
Am I better off dead?
Are you slipping away?
Are you?
Am I steady today?
Are you finding your way?
Are you?