sleep with secrets here tonight
midtown in an empty lot
with wicked thoughts and strange delights
and all the worlds that we forgot
Hidden fears these dreams excite
every gift the spirit brought
the thousand lessons it had taught
Without feeling, without thought
And in the dark a ghost of light
All the world begins to rot
seems to dance beyond my sight
To leave this place, I know I ought
Seems happy to ignore my plight
Too dark a world I fear I've sought
The spirit! Sharp and clear and tight
Eyes like mirrors, screaming bright.
Sourly I heard your cries
And bitterly I spit them
and I became the soft machine
my likeness nicely fit him
two and a half men.