and pictures
and pictures on the pavement
or is it just a reflection?

I don't know
I just lay here
and the cieling is just so far
the sky is so far from the ground

and I wonder if maybe the tiles tell a story
I wonder if I'm going crazy
I just wonder
and sleep on the floor

I wrap myself in empty nightmares
I'm still on the floor
surrounded by
dead souls and mourning mornings

and I just wonder if maybe this is wrong
if I am wrong
of I'm going crazy

but there's no difference
between the tiles the walls the trolleys
the pavement the pictures and the pictures on the pavement

from the floor it all looks the same to me