| No Space In This Realm |
|---|
| I listen for the door to crack |
| Know that you’re not coming back |
| And hearts are heard around the world |
| Screaming clocks with whirling arms |
| And booming bling and car alarm |
| You’re in a place that’s quiet now |
| Fields are soft and pools are clear |
| With glowing light ponds in the rear |
| The living room is goldenrod |
| Ain’t it sad though, ain’t it true |
| There’s no more place for me and you |
| But space is low |
| No space in this realm |
