Оригинален текст
"Slipping forward
With a propensity for madness
Tethered but taut
Reality at the tip of four fingers
Or is it insanity?
Yesterday was my tomorrow
But today is my problem
Do I know what I know?
Do I think what I think?
It has never left my side
Nor ever left me alone
But always eludes me
My elysium..."