Rule of Action

Days with no structure

And nights with bad dreams

When we don't know if the door

Is open or closed (I'll stop now, I'll put it away)

Understanding the point of you

It's my own distraction

My failure of attention (I'll stop now, I'll crush it down today)

Never being, wishing to be

Never being, wishing to be

Always on edge

I ride upon the edge

So ride here on the edge

With a map of everywhere we've been

The script is very strong

It needs no revisions or intermissions

Just some heavy drinking to calm

Our own weak nerves (I'll stop now, and I'll put it all away)

Armed with a needle

A pen and brown paper bag

The needle for writing the paper to

Cover my face (I'll stop now, I'll shove it down today)

Something happens, it blurs

Something happens, it skips

Something happens, blurs, it skips

It fades

Blurs, it skips, it fades

But I'm breathing

And I'll live