Waylaid by wild ideas and lines He said, lean into the punches you're taking All the blood rushed to my mind 'Cause these days my head is just racing Thought I was not on my own But I'm just a dog my tail chasing And who in their own company Isn't gone for a while? Kate said, what will be will be And so come into me, be nearer Have no reflection to see An apparition haunting mirrors I cut my own arm to the bone Hand of God, save me from razors Here in my own company I'll be gone in a while How it will end I don't know But the universe is not erased yet Alive and well in its company Only gone for a while