Well Your Eyes Are Out Of My Soul, Cold And Tired

Open Like A Door To A Winter's Night

Silver Sky Becomes A Background That Begins To Grey

Won't Find Me Falling The Second I Awake



I Thought I Was Going Backwards

Walking Down The Lane

Found A Foggy Street

Now I'm Not The Same

Through A Maze Of Walls And Fences

Nothing Can Be Heard

Where A Million Images Are Spun To Just One



My Memories Are Twisted Here As I Stand

They Hold No Meaning For Me Now Without A Sound

I Can Hear The Bells Are Ringing Calmly In My Ears

Cross The Fields That Stretch Forever

It Won't Disappear