In the five minutes worth of lost time that I had

When I was passed out on the supermarket floor

And I heard your song ringing all through the store

In the five minutes when my broadcast got preempted

I saw you touch down

You were no longer dead

I was happy to see ya

I had lots of questions

And I put my hand to the wound in your head

In the five minutes when I was dead to the world

In a place far away from my friends and my home

I saw you with a smile on your radiant face

Amidst all of the cans and the glass and the chrome

In those five minutes

My signal was jammed

The frequencies that I recieved were so pure

That I almost believed that the sight of the hole in your skull

Was a thing that my heart could endure