I hardly know where to beginnWindows open, sun falls innI won't be going outside todaynI just don't want to get in the waynAnd that's just what I'll be doingnnA plastic heart pumps no real bloodnIt lies very still awaiting the floodnSleep well darling I'm on my waynnI saw your light a thousand miles from herenIt called me back but I went further stillnAcross endless deserts and dying groundnAnd since this mornin' I haven't made a sound