Push it away, the world looks red. People with fish eyes The ground sucks. Walk on my fingertips, displacing the fog. The weight of my body is too much to bear. The memory drains the life from the dog. An ocean of insects works like a sheet. The immovable fact buries my mind, in a horse-hair coat, in a pile, on the floor... Bury my mind, bury mind, bury my mind, bury my mind Follow the Sleeper, Follow the Maker. Follow the Keeper. Follow the Leaver. Follow the Sleeper. Follow the Sleeper. Follow the Sleeper. Follow the Sleeper...