Letra de Ten Past Eleven

What with suddenly everything you've said to me
I had better not have that in a cup of coffee
I've got thorns in my mind from the books I've read
I'm sick of metaphysical gardening
What if?
Even where you're hearing it longer or
Even had to never play never be
You'd have had, had already gone, already gone
You'd have had, had to go
Now I know
And I lie down in my bed then you stand up in my head
Whenever I'm not so sure I rearrange the furniture
A room furnished by a nightmare moving on oblivion
Let the mind crash down (Let it rot)
Drugs, power, transformation (Let it rot)
[?] (Let it rot)
[?] (Let it rot)
Drugs, power, transformation (Let it rot)
Forty more days and forty more laments
And the girls out on the street trying to make the rent
Seraphim and archangels and all their pretty pageantry
And I'm still in the library reading Dante's Purgatory
Seven odd years going nowhere slow
Everybody milling 'round and caring in the flow
Calm as clams and suspicious as fish
In a well fished hole (Let it rot)
Drugs, power, transformation (Let it rot)
[?] (Let it rot)
[?] (Let it rot)
Drugs, power, transformation (Let it rot)
It was just ten past eleven about the time that you were leaving
Virgil in my handkerchief
"Could you tell me where we go from here?"
So he says to me, "Straight up to the stratosphere"
Drugs, power, transformation (Let it rot)
[?] (Let it rot)
[?] (Let it rot)
Drugs, power, transformation (Let it rot)