This brain is a buzzing beehive   Swarming thought infestation   My muscles pulse and burn alive   Tonight they crave sensation      And when the night finally falls    She’ll wrap her arms around me   And when I drop into the sea   Let me rise in glory      I’m one in the glow of a rising sun   Across these walls are my loathing scrawls   I hear the water underneath the bridge      This day was a slanting misfire;    A selfish infatuation    All my lovers live on pages   It leaves me lonely, reading      And from this perch I am a god   The river speaks to me   One final step and    I will fly into that waiting darkness      I’m one in the glow of the rising sun    Across these walls are my loathing scrawls   I hear the water underneath the bridge      So, I glide blindly through the streets   And I can hear the traffic haze   Yeah, maybe I’ve had better days   Maybe I’ve had better days