I have seen the world's most beautiful women undress in ordinary solitude
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I have fallen asleep in the shift of distant satin
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I have watched the rich risk it all for 15 minutes in a Heathrow bathroom
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I have shuddered as an unseen mouth slid down my spine every night
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I have seized with the ice cold rage of a lover betrayed, half a million miles away
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I have cried so hard for hours and not known why, I never do
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I've been knocked down flat by joy that makes my face pulse like a sugar high
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I've been cornered by the screams of a body as it freed itself of its mind
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I guess you could call it superpowers
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but no one is going to save the world with what I've got
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an indigo light from silvery towers
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surrounded by rocks and stones as far as the eye can see
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I've been lost in a cold white space as an arrogant dream storms in from another life
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I have felt the snaps of lines that bind us all to this world
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I have felt such unreal pain and not known what to do, it isn't mine
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I have stayed awake for weeks and slept for days... not one dream
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under low grey skies
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and a razored wind that tears at the walls
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Superpowers
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| Dismemberment Plan |
