The Other - The Residents

The other hovers over me

And covers everything I see

The other hovers over me

And covers everything… I see

Like a lover blinding me

There’s another reminding me

Of every open pore, every open sore

Of every open door, I closed

The world awaits, the other aches

The world await, the other aches

And baits its breath and waits for more

And baits its breath and waits… for more

The other hovers achingly

Filled with emptiness and need

Making melancholy me

Recall the light of love