When I came back from San Diego

Checkered lights and rain in the afternoon

Oh made me miss the

Imagination I used to have

There's something else

I thought about

The universe

When it's merciful

How should I know

After wringing out my memory

And all that my hands send away

Oh riffling for a stem to find an answer I knew

There's something else

I thought about

The universe

When it's merciful

Oh what

What's my blood for

What shows my fear

Oh why

On a meaningless fortune

Whose light did it come in on

Whose light did it come in on

There's something else

I thought about

The universe

It's merciful