Otherwhere
Ken Andrews, Greg Edwards
There is no way to turn away
The feeling dies, the reflex stays
We've got a space outside of time
Where no one's no one, and no one's mine
You're going to forget who you were
And learn to become who you are
Fever's fever, hallucinate
Teeth just like powder, tongue detonates
Sleeper's sleeper, you got the sack
It's time that your ghost comes tumbling back
It's one more way to mark your time
The rush of air, the lack of mind
Join the cogs minus love
Abyss with trance falls from above
You're going to forget who you were
And learn to become who you are
Fever's fever accelerates
The wave of submission that marks your fate
Sleeper's sleeper, your paperback
Is crumpled with dreams and what you lack
You're going to forget who you were
And learn to become who you are
