Up on dagger creek Watching visions in the spring Of this psychotronic view Who are you, how about you? Feeling that the wall's A familiar shape to touch I am seeking in the dark Of your childhood home Oh you I'll miss you more than more I'm lost without you I'm a fraud without you Calling out my name At least I think that was my name There's this feeling like a gun At the back of my neck This place used to be fun Now it's just an empty fucking space in my heart Now I'm just chasing all the sounds in my head And the sounds in my head Is there a word for the moment You notice all your pores In my heart It's been a while but I could try anyway And if ever happens I wonder what their accents will be like 10 years' time 2042 I'm lost without you I'm a fraud without you