Why, you stuck up, half-witted, scruffy-looking Nerf herder!

Who's scruffy lookin'?

Is there a good way to live?

Or do we just survive?

Why are you searching?

Boy you have let yourself down
relax it's only water
why have you let yourself drown
you know how much you matter
someday we'll go to the carnival
and we'll feel what it means to be safe
I'll climb through the tunnel to your open door
and we'll fly away from unanswered fears

Someday we'll go to the movies
And preserve our mem'ries in tears
Is it yours or hers or mine or his?
Doesn't matter... we're all gone and dead.

Help me
I see fish in the air
Won't you help me
You know that I'm scared
God oh help me
The sink's clogging with hair
Please just tell me
tell me that you're here

Boy you have let yourself down
relax it's only water
why have you let yourself drown
you know how much you matter
someday we'll go to the carnival
and we'll feel what it means to be safe
I'll climb through the tunnel to your open door
and we'll fly away from unanswered fears

I will write words of love, in time.

Fall down and get up words? There are none.
But that's why we have hands.
So we can lend them.

(for only in
painful exhaltation within liquid
cusps of realities do
lovers unite)
but wanting is doubting and always
forever is subjective(heaven being
the cause of deaths pitying smile)
never is ever nothing

Hope Is In the Air.

And I am on the ground.

"It seems you feel our work is not a benefit to the public. "

"Replicants are like any other machine - they're either a benefit or a hazard. If they're a benefit, it's not my problem."