Everything was under water like, like solid water
Not like ice but solid water, you know
None of this stuff was there, but you were there and
Not the type you could float in
They say steam is the worst type of burn, under your head was a pillow
And under your pillow was a tooth and under the tooth was a sheet
(If I could change everything I'd be a leather maker) and under the sheet was a mattress
And under the mattress was a bed and under the bed was a floor
And under the floor was-
And while you slept, your brain got rinsed
Cerebrospinal fluids took out your trash
In a spirited slam dunk, swooshing
Clear and smoothing
It's called your nervous system
Think of it as an interior cushion
Nighttime is the right time to let your body do its thing
It's gonna clean that shit up
It has a chance to take a chance on you
This is what dreaming's supposed to do
It has a chance to restore you
This is what dreaming's supposed to do, it's supposed to help you
You're held, a hand
A wet opportunist
When your mind did not mind (you're held, a hand)
At rest at best (a wet opportunist)
You're held, a hand
A wet opportunist
You're held, a hand
A wet opportunist
You're held, a hand (weak and anemic)
A wet opportunist (it scrubs your insides like)
You're held, a hand (the inside of a car wash)
A wet opportunist (this is why you sleep at night)
You're held, a hand (and have weird dreams)
A wet opportunist (what a thought to be)
You're held, a hand
A wet opportunist (pacified by your own pus)
You're held, a hand
A wet opportunist
A wet opportunist