There's nothing I can say, nothing I can say. The words would never leave me. And nothing I can do, nothing I can do. I'm staring at the ceiling. . Just see another light, see another light.
I've layed for seven years here. Here inside my mind, here inside my. Alone in mind and action. Doubt has left me blind, doubt has left me blind. . But I want to say.
The daylight is awful dim. With shudders pulled rim to rim. I'm staring at written words. But their sounds will remain unheard. (Unheard). . And have I known it all along.