From the recording Down With the Ship
Last summer I smashed my thumbnail and passed out. I’m told I was only out for about a minute, but it was a wonderful minute.
Lyrics
I hear you talking. Where you been hiding? I’ve forgotten where I’ve been. I hear you talking. Where you been hiding? Yes, it’s so nice, this grey and white. I’m here all the time, I’m there all the time, and in thousands of places. If I could rest here a lifetime a year, and keep my perspective. I hear them talking. It pulls me back out and I’m moving away from here. I wish I could find you. Where are you hiding? I feel so far from anything.