Push it away The world looks red People with fish eyes The ground s**s Walk on my fingertips Displacing the fog The weight of my body is too much to bear The memory drains the life from a dog An ocean of insects works like a sheet The immoveable fact buries my mind In a horse-hair coat in a pile on the floor Bury my mind Bury mind Bury my mind Bury my mind Follow the Sleeper Man Follow the Maker Man Follow the Keeper Man Follow the Leaver Man Follow the Sleeper Man Follow the Sleeper Man Follow the Sleeper Man Follow the Sleeper Man