I'm feeling like a kid again,
I'm feeling like I just walked in the door,
and, with my gead on fire,
I wrote this song - I don't know who it's for
Hands held fast in camera,
I'll swear I heard the Stammerer exclaim:
"I'm a traveller, unraverller
I only live through pain, and shame, and change!"

In my room, the secret tomb, I can see
future forms,
space/time storms:
they're all me,
and I've only got to choose!

In my head I am dead if I fail
In the trap,
the subtle lap,
safety's pall
but I'm living while I choose