Eulogies sing remarkable praisenMy mother can't recognize what's safe beneath this vacant facenI see heaven but it's out of my reachnFloating between the earth and glorified tranquilitynnHow I wish that I could breathe on my ownnMachines watch closely over numbers that remain too lownI see hell comin' but it's just not strange enough for menReminds me of homes - four walls and futile possibilitiesnnWhy am I dead or why am I sleeping?nnI spoke to Jesus and he told me where I'll be when I dienThe sky would cave in but it's never looked so bright in my mindnI start to breathe, open my eyesnOne taste of oxygen can drive a man insane before longnOne flaw of character is deciding when and where to go wrongnI pull the plug and you are gone