Found him naked on the bed His eyes were vacant dark and dead The TV screen the ghosts of gloom The silver light of thirteen moons He died alone there were no friends To cut the scene to change the end He left his mark and through it all He never turned from the white wall Found him naked on the bed His eyes were vacant dark and dead The TV screen the ghosts of gloom The silver light of thirteen moons He died alone there were no friends To cut the scene to change the end He left his mark and through it all He never turned from the white wall White wall White wall White wall White wall The visions poured out of his head Shedding light on the things we dread The darkness of the human heart Further further down to the deepest part The image that evades all speech He'd always surf he liked the beach He left his mark and through it all He never turned from the white wall White wall White wall White wall White wall White wall White wall White wall White When the light turns red I think of you You know the devil's thinking too Of how we turned against this life You fuck with death now it's your wife And like a movie when it ends The screen turns blank and white again Lying there he looks so small A speck of light on the white wall White wall White wall White wall White wall White wall White wall White wall White Blue light turns red Blue light turns red Blue light turns red Blue light turns red