Oh, oh, oh. . I still have that feeling. I always thought that it would disappear. Just like a faithful dog. It followed me throughout the years. . I've got a place, I've got a place.
Distorted minds, shut, blind. It's out of order. There's nothing but silence. Not a voice can be heard. . Closed down, out of line. It's a mind state border.
The snow comes falling down. The flakes do their best to cover up the ground. And I'm inside looking out. The sun has swept away to make place for the night.