All is number, all is time Bitter histories and losing my mind This chilly conversation's tired It's all been done It's all been said It's all been tragic in my head It's all been done It's all been said We are homesick space stations Thrusting hungry fingers towards the sun Cross this sparkling chasm, come It's all been done It's all been said It's all been tragic in my head It's all been done It's all been said But I'm not ready to regret Writing sentences in the dark I'm marking time Clutching for the right words in the right order We are shadow walkers Shit talkers needlessly filling empty air Dumbly accepting of this particular drama We can stand with the fire at our backs Innocent, comfortable, numb But this pale meat craves sweeter sleep Visions of dancing in the bright, with you It's all been done It's all been said It's all been tragic in my head It's all been done It's all been said But I'm not ready to regret