He, Himself, and Him

Slow pan entrance
Fella with a broken heart tunes in
To a war on a radio on its last legs
And though expecting the worst, is met by

The deepest dump-driven-drivel drilling holes into
The last pang of faith, left clutchin' at
The already shredded strings
Of a tattered, trampled ticker

Wonders what it's all about
As so many have before
And then it crawls across the floor
To shove the draft excluder back beneath the door

'Cause the cold comes crawling
With a clamor, crash and wallop
And regardless of the thermostat
That callous creature clings
It clings and clings and clings and clings

And the only longed for limbs
Belong to he, himself, and him
Just he, himself, and him
Him, himself, and him

Over shoulder mirror shot
Forehead lines in focus can be seen
Swallows down the way in, way out item
'Cause what's outside is more than can be beared

Finds company between the bindings
Floats into a world of fabrication
And it's so much fucking better
Than the terror reigning on

Inside the here and now and always
And his plight is understood
And he feels a warmth intensify
Oh, such a cosiness beside

When your eyes avert reality
A draft excluder's superfluity
Is brought up to the forefront
Of any truth evader's sight

And the only longed for limbs
Belong to he, himself, and him
Yeah, the only longed for limbs
Belong to he, himself, and him
Just he, himself and him