Sawyer dreams.

[milliways_sawyer]

A faceless man dancing with Sawyer's mother -- no, James' mother. Hole in her head.
Then drowned in desire, our souls on fire
Blood on her face.
I lead the way to the funeral pyre
Blood everywhere.
And without a thought of the consequence
Sawyer dancing with Claire. They look remarkably similar, don't you think?
I gave in to my decadence
So much blood on the tiled floor. It makes everything so slick.
One slip, and down the hole we fall
How are they not slipping?
It seems to take no time at all
He's going to slip and fall any minute, he just knows it.
A momentary lapse of reason
Everybody's watching. They're waiting for him to fall. Why do they have to watch?
That binds a life for life
He'll slip and pull Claire down with him.
A small regret, you won't forget
Gotta focus on his steps. One, two. One, two.
There'll be no sleep in here tonight
Can't slip. Can't fall.