From A Balance Beam

It goes on forever and ever and ever
 And ever and ever
 And ever and ever and ever
 There's a man holding a megaphone
 He must've been the voice of God
 The bystanders claimed they saw angels
 Flying up and down the block
 They must've been attached to wires
 I seen one laying in the lawn
 With a broken arm
 So I called 911
 Well, that's one less founded opinion
 One more cause for a dispute
 So the street filled like a basin
 Up with cameras and their crews
 And they washed away the rumors
 Leaving just the concrete truth
 It was a spectacle
 No, I-I mean a miracle
 And so I fell like that girl from a balance beam
 A gymnasium of eyes, all were holding on to me
 I lifted one foot to cross the other, and I felt myself slipping
 It was a small mistake, sometime's that's all it takes
 And I'm staring at my wrist, hoping that the time is right
 When the planets will align, there will be no planets to align
 Just the carcass of the Sun and little painted marbles spinning
 Senseless through an endless black sky
 (And so it never started, and it will never stop)
 (Just like I am and you are)
 It was in a foreign hotel bathtub, I baptized myself and changed
 And one by one I drowned all of the people I had been
 And I emerged to find the parallels were fewer, I was cleansed
 I looked in the mirror and someone new was there
 But I was as helpless as a chess piece
 When I was lifted up by someone's hand
 And delivered from the corner my enemies had got me in
 But in all of my salvation, I still felt imprisoned in
 Inside that holding cell that is myself
 So I wait for the day when I hear the key
 As it turns in the lock and the guard will say to me
 "Oh, my patient prisoner, you waited for this day and finally
 You are free, you are free, you are freezing"
 And I'm staring at the Sun, waiting for it to explode
 'Cause a day is gonna come, don't know when but it will come
 And we'll finally know the way
 Out of here
 And I'll throw away this wrinkled map
 And my chart of stars and compass cracked
 And I'll climb that tree all wet with sap
 To avoid the hungry beasts below
 I'll cut out my lover's tongue and sing
 Of a graveyard gray and a garden green
 And we won't have to worry no more
 No, we won't have to wonder again
 About how this song or story ends
 About how this song and story will end