The Numbered Head - Robert Pollard

It’s the numbered head

And it’s come too close

I think I know what is wrong

And it lets you go

Lets you go up

Lets you go up

Blurring your eyes

Lets you go up (In flames)

«Let the hurt,» you said

«Be the world you chose»

I think it’s what you enjoy

I think the trouble is now

Time shares

Time saves it

Calls out and calls down

Find him

And touch his feet

The numbered head

His beautiful women crying