For a joke she holds the key to a slug inside her mind
Her head expels the data store there right into my eyes
I rush her from the barrier of contaminants to peace
A picture is worth a thousand words, if only she could speak
The soul resides
Not in the light
She is now blind
This changed her mind
Beneath a fibre optic headlight a man in green can see
A perforated, disturbing vision of what I can't see
One last chance is all she needs
Undisturbed between the sheets
She's done this to herself and me
Her soul now dives
Into the light
Far behind
Her former mind
I sit in this room for her
She thinks this is all a dream
And she's killed me
A soul implies
Behind those eyes
There can lie
Another mind