The smoky mist it hovered over the distant echoes of your flow through my The blows silent like a mystery standing on a mountain top within my They me
And I know how I'm supposed to feel None of this any sense at all to me Lullabies sung by a distant memory, seems to hold me when I'm In world of quiet sadness chalices filled with madness they come for me Broken hearts lie all me A flowing red upon the ground in the place I'm in
I gazed up into the sky Shivering cold from a brave man's As I opened up my a strange light seemed to shine all over me
I heard voice from nowhere surrounding all that wasn't there all believing it was the time it said You to:
Crawl, crawl before you walk, walk before you run, run you die You to feel, feel before you hurt, hurt before you learn, learn before you try
I like a wheel turning, turning on midnight - distorted - faces I feel like a wheel lights up my eyes, befalls me in some peculiar way I feel like a turning, turning on midnight
You to: Crawl, crawl before you walk, walk you run, run before you die You have to feel, before you hurt, hurt before you learn, learn before you try
Now the mist was clearing I could see the stars lit the sky I waited calls for a voice, a vision I could not find heard but I wasn't jaded and that voice of reason never left my mind
You to: Crawl, crawl before you walk, walk you run, run before you die You have to feel, feel before you hurt, hurt before you learn, learn you try
Oh no it's looking right at us but you don't have to like