Do I have to answer (this time) You wake, so there is somewhere to fall from (this far) Very little holds here Our plastic-pillowed trays speak above With their white hum You're waiting for the arches A seldom seen reaction Reprieve / Repave You've lost it all by the skin of your tongue doesn't do you any good You're on your own, you've been here before doesn't do you any good Reprieve / Repave