I'm not going to die   I'm not going to die   Going to find out if I'm really alive   Going to find out if I'm really alive   Going to find out going to find out      Eyes in a stream float away   Treetops, dead hornets, and waste   Eyes in a stream float away   Treetops, dead hornets, and waste      A simple kind of ignorance falters to the side   Exuberance to find your mind, lost her far behind      Something there silent a coil, a snake shell   Unraveling storm from the deep   Skin drops in oceans my heart is not open   Dying sun sinks to the deep      Lies Lies    The skin drops into the sea and ripples eternally   Lies Lies   A dying fetus will fall from the trees    It never had a chance to breathe      So silent slipping away   Decaying   Violent end of a day    Would be crimson floating grave   I'm transfixed fading far away