I've got my life in my hand My fingers splinted west Each vision in night and day Each burred tongue drifting You gotta give or you gotta go You gotta give or you gotta go The dialectic of home I can't remember anymore What the words that I said were You gotta give or you gotta go Unwound and this is it It's not the place somewhere in the shitty future Smudge me into liquids, maybe I said it even better I just can't look at you I claim it all I claim it