T.B.D.

In the moment I was losing my head
Readin' too much and losin' my head
And I was
Rachin' forward, I was already there
Readin' too much and losin' my head

This information caused a cut in the line
Now I'm remembering God and readin'
Too much it's so nice
The point is smaller than the ants in the grass
I'll have to put it away now
In the morning there are things to bread
Words to be said and food to be fed but I won't be there
I'll be clutchin' on a 
Megaphone pointed at my head
WOuld you be there
Would you kindly read this word for word so loud and clear
I can't remember it all
it needs to be clear, I tell you
If the feeling drops out of your voice
Would you kindly pick it up

This is how I'll go out tonight
Dressed in blue, by the book tonight
This is how I'll go out tonight
But I don't need a book

We're talin' anchors, talkin' ships
We're talkin' seas, we're talkin' everything you need
You should be workin' now, not only askin' how
And the whereabouts of where you'll be
I don't suspect you will be thinking
When the brain is dead and the mind has taken over
This is a kill
This is not a game
WHere have you been
Are you with us?
Can you hear us?
Got the megaphone pointed at you