in the moment i was losing my headrnreading too much and losing my headrnand i wasrnreachin′ forward, i was already therernreadin′ too much and losin′ my headrnrnthis information caused a cut in the linernnow i′m remembering God and readin′rntoo much it′s so nicernthe print is smaller than the ants in the grassrni′ll have to put it away nowrnin the morning there are things to be readrnwords to be said and food to be fed but irnwon′t be there. i′ll be clutchin′ on arnmegaphone pointed at my head, would you bernthere, would you kindly, read this word for oncernrnword so loud and clear, i can′t rememberrnit all, it needs to be clear, i tell you, ifrnthe feeling drops out of your voice, would yournkindly pick it uprnrnthis is how, i′ll go out tonightrndressed in blue, by the book tonightrnthis is how, i′ll go out tonightrnbut i don′t need a book.rnrnwe′re talkin′ anchors, talkin′ ships, we′rerntalkin′ seas, we′re talkin′ everything you needrnyou should be workin′ now, not only askin′rnhow and the whereabouts of where you′llrnbe. i don′t suspect you will be thinkingrnwhen the brain is dead and the mindrnhas taken over, this is a skill, thisrnis not a game, where have you been,rnare you with us? can you hear us? gotrnthe megaphone pointed at you