I am a place you can still get to With your body and my here coordinates My mind keeps my corporal self subordinate In answer, it withers away And I was a room and I had thick walls Kicking down then 'til everything falls They're fixing me up as I wander the halls Oh, will I be back here again? And I die and I die discarding my skulls Crushed into powder and spun into balls Made into mortar for plugging up holes Content to reform and to break again I die and I die sloughing off cells Sea creatures crawl from out crowded shells Clappers fall out from big rusty bells Everything spends out its day and then Its content will reform until it breaks again, ah ♪ I die and I die discarding my skulls Crushed into powder and spun into balls Made into mortar for plugging up holes Content to reform and to break again I die and I die sloughing off cells Sea creatures crawl from out crowded shells Clappers fall out from big rusty bells Everything spends out its day and then Its content will reform until it breaks again