Plasma Bells

Someone’s hand is knocking on the wall
Gotta be hanging on to something more
But the room is empty and rather small
Could be me hearing things again
But today it ain’t a mind dysfunction
I’m sensing a room intrusion
Please, let it be my dog
The knock is picking up speed
Bangs against the four walls
Right inside 'em wreaks a force
Telling me it wants out
It wants out
Speaking physically, all logic’s denied
The language heard is only understood by crazies and mad
They won’t even be surprised
To hear me talking like them in a while
Leave me alone, you’re scaring the bejesus out of my bones
Leave me alone
No one’s been here in a while
The room’s been emptied, so have I
No furniture, no grudges held
Nothing in lighting or writing, what else
No remnants of the world I know
Radios and calendars and no goddamn TV
So I’ll end up alone in a field
Where only I know how to breathe
I’m sticking my middle fingers up my ears
I’m telling myself there’s no one here
Scared to run, too weak to fight
Shutting the sound, I don’t want to hear
I’m thinking of you, might as well sing a tune
Concentration, hard to do
The knock is picking up speed
Bangs against the four walls
Right inside 'em wreaks a force
Telling me it wants out
It wants out
Knocks and noises test my sanity
Tell me how I’ll free 'em instantly
But still the logic’s denied
The language heard is only understood by crazies and mad
They won’t even be surprised
To hear me talking like them all the time