You say.. it's just a model of thinking
If we exist in a daydream
Then there can be no mistaking
What are you saying?
Did you not even wait for me?
I'm touched you're crying out for help
I'd lost some symmetry myself
All this fragility's been leaning on my health
I might just fold into my self
You say... that your reality's hazy
and so you weep like a baby
You think I'm not even listening
What are you craving?