Rays race round and flutter back in silence And says nothing about whatever we are touching Cover my hands and knees with cinders I had done what you asked: I was crawling And where do I go now? Where do I go now? I was waiting on a rolling wave To cover up all of this town And when I hear that heart beat skip I'll be hoping for a blank slate And to be the white noise that I need To go back into a winning day Where will I go now? I think it's strange to bring this up again and again and again and again