Natural death Brought about By The tiredness And Exhaustion of matter Exhaustion of matter On tv And on The radio And pasted on the underside Of my mind, watch it vanish On my mind On my mind Got back late Take back everything Too late Cos without it, I'm boiling Without it, I'm boiling Meeting the author When I'm Nightwalking Her arms stretched out to receive me As I arrive in my car As I arrive in my car Actual death You said Runs Like a narrow stream That's not leaking but flooding Its not leaking its flooding This wind has got back up And I'm driving my car Round to your house Do I really mean it? Did I really mean any of it? The word for world is forest The word for world is forest