Antennas to Heaven The Dicing Lyrics
The Dicing (P. Hodgson)
Hes seen it
In the mirror
In windows
The eyes of his colleagues
His so called friends
Hes seen it sprouting
Growing
Where the hair once was
Where the hair was now gone
His head
His skull
Growing
Pushing
Sprouting
And it got worse
Morning after morning
First a centimetre
Then an inch
Upwards
Always upwards
To the sky
The stars
The sun
His bathroom ceiling
But when he touched it, there was nothing
Only bone
Only skin
Only his head
His head and mind growing further away
Deeper
He could have put it in a bag
His head
He could have ended it all. But there were holes
Always holes
So he was left with the hats
Oh yeah, there were hats. Hats to keep the water off and the heat in
Trendy hats
Stylish hats
Hats they wouldnt notice
Hats to stop the stares
Hats to push his eyes to the ground. To push his away from theirs
But they didnt last...It grew beyond that
And he couldnt hide it anymore
They would all see it
What he was becoming
What he was now
He thought of the layers of his skull
The bulb at the centre
He thought of the doctors smile
The card from the office
He thought of it all, all that would scare him
The smell when they were doing it
The tears of the surgeon
The imaginary clean metal
The roasting in the sun
The dicing
All that was left was all that bothered him
The fact that it would grow forever
Until he was gone and it would be all that was left.
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