Past the yellow tape lines In the hall Is a single chalk outline Where I heard you fall
Coded in the message On the table Always second guessing What you had meant to say
Turn down the lights Close your eyes Slip away
You're drowning inside While learning to fly Succumb to the cold You'll catch your death Fall through the end With nothing to hide No leading the blind And fading to black Won't bring you back
Catalog what's hidden In the lines Piece together visions Of why you tried
Turn down the lights Close your eyes Slip awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.