Fragments

Got a folder full of fragmentsYou�re losing all acquaintances, losing your balanceOver spikes, over trip wires, you�ve got such obvious stylePut limits on thoughts � limit all thinkingEgo is running wild � a monster is hiding behindYour smoke ring eyesThe harder you fight the tideThe less likely you�ll surviveThere�s a constant farewellInto a new dream full of unpolluted sorrowsDocument a scattered mindWhere the waves fall, like the soldiers that die on the shoreSeaside ghosts nowEgo is running wild � a monster is hiding behindYour smoke ring eyesThe harder you fight the tideThe less likely you�ll surviveEgo is running wild � a monster is hiding behindYour smoke ring eyesThe harder you fight the tideEgo is running wild � look at your rattlesnake skinYour smoke ring eyesThe harder you fight the tideThe less likely you�ll survive