Every ripple that I let go - and stilled Every pocket that I've rubbed - and filled I am a child who only wants - to be burned Every word that's been said - makes me weary I'm saving up all my experience I'm saving up all my experience Every man that I have met - stable blind Every spirit taking his turn - pride Every lustard down the road - has turned me blind Every dog that gave me food - and depravation I'm saving up all my experience I'm saving up all my experience Each day on trial - when I die Each day on trial - when I die Each day on trial - when I die Let two times two be five - when I die I'm saving up all my experience I'm saving up all my experience In straight lines down into the pit In straight lines down into the pit Down, down, down.