Camera Man

This is not my normal Wearing pagan formal Naked in the valley's vein Moonlit, blitzed, and gleaming Boy, I'd rather be dreaming Out of body, in my lane I remember how that fire lit the trees Caught your corneas and jellified my knees Me, I thought I knew you Knew which mysteries drew you There's no mystery left to me Heels of hands on eyelids Pictures blooming in blindness What I've seen won't let me be Now I'm sorting through those chances to be brave Forming negatives I'll take into the grave Sorry camera Absent man