Departure
Bauhaus Lyrics

He was in his room, half awake, half asleep
The singer is in a state of confusion and unrest

The walls of the room seem to alter angles
The perception of his surroundings is distorted and unstable

Elongating and shrinking alternately
The physical space is constantly changing, adding to his unease

Then twisting around completely so that he was on the opposite Side of the room
His sense of direction and location is lost

A trick of the light and too much caffeine, he thought
He attempts to rationalize the strange occurrences

Then came a knock on the door
There is an unexpected disturbance to his uneasy state

And this sound was the same dark-brown tone as the wood of which The door was made
The sound of the knock is unsettlingly familiar

At first, he thought he'd imagined it
He doubts his own perceptions and sanity

Because it would not have been out of place with the other Strange hallucinatory events of that night
His surroundings have been so distorted that hallucinations are plausible

But then it came again
The knock persists, confirming it is real

Only heavier this time
The disturbance becomes more intense

With a sense of real urgency
The knock is imperative and demanding

So pulling himself up And stepping through pools of moonlight and shadow
He feels disoriented and unstable, but proceeds forward

He made his bleary way across the room towards the door
He is physically and mentally unsteady

And slowly, apprehensively, raised the latch
He is nervous and unsure about what he will find

The latch became a fingertip, touching his own Energy sapping as a new form, transversing the edge of his Emotions
The knock was a supernatural being that has drained his energy and affected his emotional state

His power became his agony, his power knew no bounds Whereas before, his peace withstood the vastness His prerogative became an endless force of the all impossible His final soul is flying with contempt only
He has reached the limits of his abilities and it has led to a sense of despair

Even the legendary glance backward to meet with eternity's stone In peace or save his already destroyed You cannot share, the temperature is rising
He has no one to turn to for help, and his situation is becoming more desperate

The ghost and monkeys make a choice This... This...
The supernatural entities are deciding his fate

He tried to will himself back to bed He wanted desperately to feel the reassuring crisp, white sheets Once taken for granted
He wishes to escape his current situation and return to normalcy

To be back home, safe as houses, protected by walls covered in Familiar patterns
He longs for the safety and comfort of his home

But even wallpaper had become sinister to him He remembered staring into the paisley print and seeing a Repetition of skulls
His sense of safety has been irreparably damaged

At night he would listen to the click of heels on the concrete Outside And try to imagine the facial features of the unseen figure He would always see his own face
He is haunted by the unknown and feels as if he is his own worst enemy

And another realization of this prophecy rang terrible and true For at this moment, it was indeed, his own feet that filled the Shoes Shoes that no man would want to wear
He has become the embodiment of his deepest fears

Into the hills then to search for another searcher's closely Held goals Into the forest under the billowing leaves Under the dreadful birds, the singing soil, the decrepid babies, The unhappy new loves The preaching alphabetics, the long-lost lovers never to find The safety of their mothers In fact, all the guilty clouds he will move into a playground A sense of moonlight and shadow All the stars touch to the cold molten sunflower, fly to his Middle eye
He is lost and aimless, surrounded by darkness and uncertainty. He is in search of something unknown and unattainable

The wallpaper had sinister tones Alas, white cold Alas, rainbow's middle infinity's destination.
The familiar has become unsettling, and he feels trapped between worlds