Skin and Bones

Skin and bones,

Skin and bones,

Skin and bones.

But isn't that, in the end, what we all are?

Of course not.

Revolution

She came from a world that was so fucked up

And I said, 'so did I.'

-Oedipus

Empty Space

I yell and yell and yell.

Some alien voice inside my head echoes a sound vaguely similar to speech.

I'm getting scared.

It's as if this place is completely empty. Deserted.

I can't understand what they're saying.

And I don't want to move closer,

In fear that the alien voice is my own.

Then that would mean it's only me.

Alone with these inarticulate thoughts.

I don't want to be here.

And so I pray with everything I have,

That this is merely a corridor leading to an exit,

Rather than a locked door.

-Oedipus

Wheels

'This whole world is a cycle.

Cycle, cycle, cycle

We go to sleep, we wake up.

Cycle, cycle, cycle

Eat, play, money, sex, money, money, sex

Cycle, cycle, cycle'

But I promise you now, that there's a loophole. And I am going to do everything I can to find out what it is. And when I do, I promise you that I won't be the same. And all of this, all of this will be better again. You told me once, that things aren't the same and you're scared of this world without me to climb into bed with anymore.

It's going to be better.

I promise.

-Oedipus