Frogs (live) Failure

Sent away to have my
Head checked
No more playing
In the sand
Frogs are leaping off
My brainstem
They don't seem
To understand

Roadside blurs against
A big bus
Face is slouched against
The glass
I am headed for
A cleansing
In a room without a bath

Didn't it seem
Kind of silly
The way the doctor's
Carried on so uptight

It's not bad being
So distant
I can live inside the gap
Frogs are hopping off
My brainstem
So excited to be sane