I'll just keep waiting.
Yes, it's alright by me
To remain here
With the smell of cordite
That does not exist
(Oh, dreams so vivid I can hardly wake up)

I'm happy to stay in a

Monolithic world of grey
This precious time
Has no effect on me:
I just keep moving
And I try to keep my eyes closed

Harrowed by the things I see

And windchill makes it all seem worse
But envy and this awful itching
Need to be the one
It makes it worse to wake up
Than to remain in this hell
Unless I do something to myself
With a white-hot screwdriver
I'll never be the same again