Down at the bottom and oh what a bottom it is

Between two points in the middle of nowhere

The soft distortion fills you up

I made my nest in the sling of a catapult

I don't know why red fades before blue, it just does

Someday you may call my name and i won't answer

I'll suck my tongue in remembrance of you

Our ships passed in the day and our stars crossed in the night

I'm a stranger to myself