When I came back from San Diego
Checkered lights and rain in the afternoon
Oh, made me miss the imagination I used to have
There's something else
I thought about
The universe
When it's merciful
How should I know
After wringing out my memory
And all that my hands send away
Oh, riffling for a stem to find an answer I knew
There's something else
I thought about
The universe
When it's merciful
Oh, what
What's my blood for?
What shows my dear?
The universe
When it's merciful
Who's light did it come in on?
There's something else
I thought about
The universe
When it's merciful
