I have been bouncing now and
Bumping round this room,
Flailing and flying all about.
I'm sorry you must join me now,
But I will not,
Cannot,
Go it alone.
Think how I feel?
I have been here longer and
Many of my bumps are deeper, darker, deadlier than your own.
But no matter.
I am trapped here,
And now, too, are you.
Together now we're bouncing and
Bumping round a room.
