Maybe it's raining because I spun off with a dosa on top of my cat,nSat in the almighty sun till it dried nice and hard.nOh where's my head gone, close to home.nI'm headstrong.nOn the floor pool of bloodnWhat happenednA pounding on my skull sent a sonic boom through my head gold club falls sending another vibration through my temple,nA mist makes it hard to see.nAll I can feel are the thorns and rocks dragging against my back,nFeet bound like a newly bound back.nI'm leaving this song to disperse my ashes across the audience.n