I got skin like statues in the courtyard, from stone my sculpt was made
Doesn't matter what you see in me 'cuz what you see will surely fade
In due time, we send wills, in due time, we get killed
Treading circles and dead end lines, the tunnels leave me blind
Can you hear my voice?
Lead me off, the clouds will catch me, catch my fall
The water won't have better luck
My tie is on too tight, my feet don't feel the ground and now
I become the night
Such comfort in dreams, an abstract view of reality
A hopeless grip on gravity will have you floating in your sleep
Eyes shut make amends, eyes shut kink out dents
Your ailments heal with rest and mine don't even reach the bed