Hashashin

What I wouldn't give Just for another few minutes Thought I'd learned how to live and everything is permitted But nothing is true And just once in a while I thought I'd think about you Kurtz' quiet exile Where you are and if you're still sleeping in fits I still don't know how you do it And if it's still late June when you emerge from your crypt And suddenly everything is fluid I'm still just staring at the floor Those hidden tongues to stop the sounds you'd vent That I uttered wrong before the pounds were cut from my flesh I still don't know quite the weight I left But you didn't know how hard I died in what I said I'm still just staring at the floor Were you are and if you're still sleeping in fits I still don't know how you do it And if it's still late June when you emerge from your crypt And suddenly everything is fluid I'm still just staring at the floor They said "arrest your thoughts" I'm still just staring at the floor