The smoky mist it hovered over the distant echoes of your flow through my The wind blows silent like a standing on a mountain top within my They me
And I know how I'm supposed to feel of this makes any sense at all to me Lullabies by a distant memory, seems to hold me when I'm down In world of quiet sadness Golden filled with madness they come for me Broken hearts lie all me A flowing pastel red upon the ground in the I'm in
I gazed up into the sky Shivering cold from a man's destiny As I opened up my eyes a strange light to shine all over me
I this voice from nowhere surrounding all that wasn't there Confirming all believing it was the time it You to:
Crawl, crawl you walk, walk before you run, run before you die You have to feel, feel before you hurt, hurt before you learn, before you try
I feel like a turning, turning on midnight - distorted - faces I feel like a wheel up my eyes, happiness befalls me in some peculiar way I like a wheel turning, turning on midnight
You to: Crawl, crawl before you walk, walk before you run, run you die You have to feel, feel before you hurt, hurt you learn, learn before you try
Now the mist was clearing I see the stars that lit the sky I waited silent for a voice, a vision I could not find Never heard but I wasn't jaded and that voice of reason left my mind
You to: Crawl, crawl before you walk, walk before you run, run you die You have to feel, feel before you hurt, hurt before you learn, learn you try
Oh no it's looking at us but you don't have to like this