Standing naked
In the empty kitchen
Fridge wide open
Dull window
No view to an outside
Out of sight on the inside
Sitting on a chair
At the table
Facing an empty chair
With the best china
For a dead diner
Ticking timer ...
Blood's freezing in the veins
Hands in chains
Limbs stiff like bricks
Timer ticks
Open fridge with
Full bottles of Red Wine
I can't drink this time
I can't drink this time
I am the Brickman
Brickman walking down the street
Brickman going to work
Brickman uttering words
Brickman singing a song
Brickman getting along
Brickman talking to friends
Facing an end
I am the Brickman
Brickman floating above
Brickman giving love
Brickman underground
Brickman losing the sound
Brickman falling asleep
And dreaming a dream
Brickman losing the heart
Falling apart