What Dreams May Come Video (MV)

I pull my hand along
A rusted iron gate
This body is not as rare or rugged
As its dancing mites
And in a crowded room I'm lost
My disingenuous thoughts
Are full of room for you to live
Because nothing's really there
Feel I'm falling forward in time
And can see all hall's walls in one great line
You were there for me
In my time of need
Now I'm back to weeping
At the kindness you've given me
Like a cancerous crustacean
I'm loosing all my patience
Trying to walk backwards
Being forced to relate though out of depth
Trying to retrace my backwards steps
And now like a serpent
On a rusty rock
I lay with my back to the window
To watch some people pass by
And I'm forced to think of life after death
I'm mainlining my home castle's landscape
Where a blue sun heats my inky coat
It's only a painting
But it keeps me afloat