18:20, I hear you're feeling down, well, I can ease your pain and get you on your feet again.

There is no pain, you are receding a distant ship's smoke on the horizon you are only coming through in waves, your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying, when I was a child I had a fever my hands felt just like two balloons, now I've got that feeling once again I can't explain, you would not understand, this is not how I'm I have become comfortably numb.

Tchau.