I woke up afraid of the future    A cross stitch of sutures where my soul used to be    I seem cryogenically brittle    As I frantically scribble with glenn gould urgency    The hills are alive with camcorder eyes    And the muzak provides faux relief    The walls all have ears so whisper my dear    As we dance as we sway    I woke up afraid of the future    Scars speak of sutures where my guts used to be    Convince the flies I'm not dead yet    The ambitions of insects make my breadbasket squirm    The hills are alive with camcorder eyes    And the prozak provides no relief    The walls hang my fears so whisper my dear    As you dance as I shake    Heavens mercy Heavens mercy unplug me    Machine derived futility    Heavens mercy Heavens mercy extend to me    Machine abused anxiety    Machine induced profanity   Machine produced deformity    TV produced reality I'm falling out of time........