[Intro] [Verse 1] The ward clock coughs behind the wall Its hands have lost the hour I write your name beside the bed Then find it in the powder The ceiling bends above my eyes A passage coils inside it I close the door, I count to four The room has moved behind it [Pre-Chorus] Someone is breathing through the vent Someone is breathing through me The pages turn beneath my hands Like something wants to read me [Chorus] I wake beneath the wrong arrangement I wake where no one knows my face Something ancient waits in patience Something nameless keeps my place [Post-Chorus] I wake, I wake, I wake again The walls recall what waits inside If this is madness, break it open If this is truth, then let it hide [Verse 2] The needle makes the silence soft For seven stolen minutes A blue-white calm, a borrowed balm A shape that will not fit in it I taste cold metal in my mouth I hear the floorboards counting The nurse casts neither shade nor shape The hallway keeps unwinding [Pre-Chorus] There are small voices under mine They rhyme with every sentence The corners curl toward where I stand As though they sense my presence [Chorus] I wake beneath the wrong arrangement I wake where no one knows my face Something ancient waits in patience Something nameless keeps my place [Post-Chorus] I wake, I wake, I wake again The walls recall what waits inside If this is madness, break it open If this is truth, then let it hide [Bridge] Do not trust the morning Do not trust the glass Do not trust the photograph That alters when you pass The angles ache repeating The measures disagree A doorway drawn around my bed A doorway drawn through me [Final Chorus] I wake beneath the wrong arrangement I wake and everything is clear There was no drug, there was no fever There was always something here [Final Break] I wake, I wake, I wake again No mortal mind survives the view The dark has learned the art of listening And now it listens through me too [Outro] Stay very still Stay very still It notices motion It notices you I am not frightened I am not frightened I am not— [end]
