as black as the night can get, everything is safer now.
there’s always a way to forget once you learn to find a way how.
in the blur of serenity where did everything get lost?
the flowers of naivete buried in a layer of frost.

thought he had it all before they called his bluff
found out that his skin just wasn’t thick enough
wanted to go back to how it was before
thought he lost everything, then he lost a whole lot more

a fool’s devotion swallowed up in empty space
the tears of regret frozen to the side of his face

i’ve done all i can do. could i please come with you?


sweet smell of sunshine, i remember sometimes.

words by trent reznor. installations by rebecca horn.