Do I have to answer (this time)
You wake, so there is somewhere to fall from (this far)
Very little holds here
Our plastic-pillowed trays speak above
With their white hum
You're waiting for the arches
A seldom seen reaction
Reprieve / Repave
You've lost it all by the skin of your tongue doesn't do you any good
You're on your own, you've been here before doesn't do you any good
Reprieve / Repave