I heard every word you whispered miles away. Some were obscured, but others struck my good ear plain as day. The cardiograph beeped a rhythm I could shuffle to. You beat down the door, but I don't owe you anything anymore, I'm sure that you're awfully sore, you won the battle but lost the war. No one's lording over me now They ain't got no power over me now I shot straight off the edge, I guess the world is flat after all. That's what they said, it struck me funny and got lodged inside my head, replaced the other thoughts I had, it's too much to comprehend.