I'm burning out inside my own mind
Too little ideas of too many ideas
So I speak
Or I talk
Or I talk-sing
Sing-speak
Of nothing to anyone
Except myself
But that's all I need
And that's all I get
I can see the sunlight gleaming
A single could gently weeping
It's raining and it's pouring
And this shit is still really f*cking boring
What do they mean
Oh what do you they mean
The feelings coming through the door
The open door
Oh what do they mean
Points of indecision come through with great precision
Come through the door
Knock them to the floor
Seem to come forevermore with great reverence
This relentless wave
An old fabregé
What does it mean?