There Is a Cliff

I have one thousand eyes There are two on my head Nine hundred ninety-five in my mind Three of them are dead Two see a screen Ten see a light Five see a glass Moonshine or insight I have two voices One rests in my lungs One covers my heart Squeeze the ba-dum One speaks so quiet It is asked to speak up One screams to the abyss That it will never give up I have six legs Two lay so still Two hold me up Two aim to kill Two legs find a ledge Two eyes follow, stiff One voice tells my conscious "There is a cliff."