The Fly

There's a fly buzzing round inside my head
and it can't find its way out.
Crawling here and there not getting anywhere,
I can feel it panicking now.

As it follows a bundle of nerve fibres
down the temporal lobe to my spinal cord.
Backs up to the pituitary gland,
flees to the forebrain, turns again...

I can feel each footstep like a punch,
my eyes explode with pain.
As it makes its way up my optic track
then pauses and turns again...

It probes my hypotalamus,
blunders round my cranium.
From the tectum to the tegmentum
stretches its wings, then turns again...

Until it reaches the control centre,
that tells me that I'm me.
It burrows into my synapses,
rests a while and then it starts to feed...

Похожие новости.

On A Christmas Night

I was awakened on a Christmas night Somebody shaking me and shining a light ?€?Wake up the winter is here And snow is falling on the ground?€? Out of the window ?€?twas a magic

Моя Мила

Я вітер, я крила Здіймаюсь у повітря. Я поруч, не бійся Минуле за горою. Я мрію тобою. Хворію за тобою. Ти квітка, ти світло, Без тебе я крижанію. Приспів: Весь цей світ

Когда-нибудь

Соткана из веток, сплетена из снов Эта пьяная девка, эта дура любовь Там где ветви деревьев прячут чьи-то следы Там где ты, там, где ты Приспів: Когда-нибудь, Когда-нибудь ты станешь сильней Когда-нибудь устанешь бояться теней Когда-нибудь Скроют топи болот

Quicksand

I'm the obsessor Holding your hand It seems you have forgotten About your man Alone in the darkness My bed's a different land Your touch intensifies And I'm in the quicksand I'm in the quicksand I'm in the quicksand You're

Hotel Room Service

I want everybody to stop what they're doing. Now if you know you're with somebody you're gonna take the hotel room tonight, make some noise... Meet me at the hotel room [x4] Forget