Formaldehyde

Two halves inside of my head

Connected by a shaky bridge

I used to sit on

Broke apart and left me

In a field of unknown flowers

And quiet skies of deep red

Does this really feel like a body

Covered in formaldehyde?

Nobody wants

Nobody wants

Nobody wants that mind

Try to tell the world a secret

And you'll wake up in a house alone

Nobody wants

Nobody wants

Nobody wants that mind

I slept for years under a tree

As the war went on

And everyone had left

They rowed their boats

Gently down the stream

As if the dying men they saw

Were real

Does this really feel like a body

Covered in formaldehyde?

Nobody wants

Nobody wants

Nobody wants that mind

Try to tell the world a secret

And you'll

End up in a house

Alone

Nobody wants

Nobody wants

Nobody wants that mind