In your own wide arc, your emotions wll spark Off the body not slaved, full of bottles and games Now see you well and become your own Knowing the chapters here that you close Fill in the gaps as half your mind is gone Now ready, pull up your chair, all emotions laid bare Off the body unhinged, full of bottles and tin Now see you well and without more tears Knowing that walls and walls have ears Fill in the gaps as half your mind is gone You pour your own You pour your own Now pour your own... from the flask