I don't need a window To see what's outside I don't need to be out there The walls and the stairs And the thoughts that I have Memories of you I pray to God before I stare at the air And things around The place you made for me Pulled through life's little things Making sure I stay alive so I can talk to you In my own way I've got a continence And I give it to you What else does the time mean It's established in the corner I keep it there Where it waiting, everlasting leans The suspension is blighting You don't weigh much at all I can fly with you There's not a secret to it There's nothing to be The structure that you live in And it's captured in its galaxy And I willfully oblige you I want to do that There's no need to compromise Other things pass to end Well let it be a slow death On the road to liberty I stopped to get off a vehicle And found myself alone But you kept me company Oh, these days it's a maze ablaze And the frightful praise Of the moving pictures and bodies I found a place to be with you