Images on the sidewalk speak of dream's decent
Washed away by
The marionetter has your number
Pulling your arms and legs till
Rain, rain on my face
It hasnt stopped raining for days
My
We have this treasure
in earthen vessels
to show that this power
is
Don't try to reach me, I'm already dead
The pain when
Dear God, surround me as I speak,
the bridges that I
Arms nailed down,
are you telling me something?
Eyes turned out,
are you
In open fields of wild flowers,
she breathes the air and
It's not my problem anymore
You see it never really was
So
I'm the only one to blame for this
Somehow it all
