Respirate.: DEADWING.

Note: This is a found poem from the lyrics of Porcupine Tree's 2005 album Deadwing.

All individual lines © Steven Wilson.

DEADWING.

6/5/10

Like a cancer scare,

It rifled through the grey and disappeared.

Ghosts of the twenties rising,

And in the morning when I find I have lost you,

Ignore the splinter.

Unravel out the finer strands;

I let the pieces lie just where they fell.

Every thought from here on in,

Drawing the line and never crossing it.

A tiny flame inside my hand,

Afraid to touch someone.

Maybe it’s the smell of gasoline.

Don’t look down.

Innocent, the time we spent.

I bare my soul.

The more I show the way I feel,

The less I find you give a damn.

Here is the sin, something to lie about.

Golden summers just holding you;

Drinking down the poison like you were taught.

Don’t look at me with your mother’s eyes;

I got your spirit in a photograph.

Something broke inside my stomach.

Always out of reach you are.

Respirate.