When the rain washes you clean I feel more obscene than ever Disembodied monotone Prayers that feelings sever I notice my confoundingness In short and finally confess And all my friends are sick of hearing this In static absence I admit My hesitant Rituals, self-punishment An insincere peace of mind Tarot in a trying time It's comforting Call me heartless or call me honest I don't care, it's clear I've lost it On the back road, bleary eyed in August And I wouldn't do it the same And now what's the difference? Inconspicuous and diffident A self-inflicted hindrance Abetted by distance I will not cry I will not run I will sit with what this has become Can I still ameliorate? I dwell and I exacerbate 'Til I abandon myself Decline to solicit help And for once I have nothing to say Call me heartless or call me honest I don't care, it's clear I've lost it On the back road, bleary eyed in August And I wouldn't do it the same