In the flesh?

So ya, thought ya
Might like to go to show
To feel the warm thrill
of confusion
That space cadet glow

If you should go scating
On the thin ice
of modern life
Dragging behind you
the silent reproach
Of a million tear
stained eyes
Don´t be surprised,
when a crack in the ice
Appears under your feet
You slip out of your depht
and out of your mind
With your flowing out behin you
As you claw the thin ice.