In spaces once exist A spandrel deemed to fit So subtle sits a glow You're pity folding in Falling gracious as a bridge Consider cables clipped A system of reproach Rather chilling Head still here feeling light as a feather In foreground heretic Teeth are loosening Some really nasty cold Collapse as ancient drift Porous tilts to drown My hair is falling out And that's all I've been about Evidently Head still here feeling light as a feather