It kinda seems poetic Like pavement art in bloodand any random things I scatter around Framed in yellow plastic and signed anonymous Without a will I'll leave only behinda few million unspoken wordsand one last one to you as you watch me fall And I hope you're listening now Yeah I hope you're listening nowso when I call your name out loud On my way down I know it forever echos You said it so politelyas it I should have known Then slowly turned aroundand made your distance Not taking it too lightly I'm making my rebound off of the floorand leaving with a few million unspoken words One last one to you as you watch me fall Lite is flashing out of sequenceand the time is passing elegantly slowenough to give the act some clarity and purpose