I heard the bell ringing. In tower of last desire. Crum fumb small beginnings. The living world undone. Now it hums that is singing. Like words out on the wire.
As I wait for sleep to drag me under. In the evening gloom I sit and wonder. The words I should have said to you. The things I always meant to do. The bad dreams that all came true.
There's a place, a place that I go. Where I curl in a ball on the floor. And no one can know. . And the fear wells up inside. I'm just falling again. Feel I'm falling again.