As far as I can see blue-black has taken over, left the sea

As far as I can tell no shadows been unturned

As far as I can smoke these cigarettes becoming me

And since I've burned this ash-gray filament's what's left of me I've learned

As far as it is now away from me a glimpse or two

As far as yesterday reminds me

So unkind it is

As far as I'm concerned

I'm not so much each passing hour

And since I've got nothing to do I'll just indulge in this

And if tomorrow brings it all right to my bed

Equipped with little metal tools to get inside my head

Let it be part of all I am this ash-gray filament

So small compared to all that's still to come in my intent

And if tomorrow bring the guilt I can't resist

Crawled up inside of me through any orifice it wished

And if it turns away with just one touch and goes to sleep

Then when it wakes to find me empty

Let it find me gone... instead