You'll show me to be the fraud that I am or make me to feel that living's a sham Your sorrow or love of beauty and pain pushing my shove to cloudiness lane Bountiful passage through daunting night brings me to vass'lage under your great height Analysis notion craters the eye too big the ocean in vastness I lie Repetitive tracking who do I miss relentless sacking of what was bliss Borrow the dent in worlding you made furrowed paid rent for failing grade