All the blips of the sinking ships are all sinking in to your skinnnand i'm getting older as my hair goes white nnand i can not light up the dark. nnand all the violent waves nnthe violent waves. nnnni haven't left the house in 100 yearsnnand you haven't left yours in 100 hours nnand we can't keep our hands out of our own mouthsnnsee the horrible habits we acquire. nnand all the rawest thumbsnnfrom gnawing on them and rowing hardnnnnyou're a nervous wrecknni'm a nervous wrecknnyou're a nervous wreck. nnnnand how my stomach burns but only at night nnwhen the moon is brightnnand i have dreams about bears with the reddest mouths nnbut your arms are warm and your legs are wrapped around. nnand the sound of your heart nnthe unsteady sound nnnni will slow it down.