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