How you stop me with cold hands from slipping deeper in the sand
Pink tips of purple skies climbing the fences riding high
Orange clouds they start to pour but you don't make sense anymore
Like all creatures who can choose we are destined to all lose
And I look into your eyes and I see no light
How am I so wrong yet so Right?
With one hand it comes undone
And in a blink it is all gone
I cant make this on my own emotional fuses are all blown
Weeping leaves fall from the trees claustrophobia of bees
Now the men they say it's good I wake up deep inside the wood
I find the church up on the hill for forgiveness take this pill