Stare me down
but my eyes won't tell you nothing
my eyes won't tell you nothing
of my pain
I hear you well
but the words don't tell me nothing
the words don't tell me nothing
of who I am
And that old man was right
when he decried human life
and its perpetual chill
We're only slaves to our will
Knock me out now
I think I need some sleep
I'll submit myself to mediocracy
The bird song is vicious
and the air reeks of chlorine
Is it becoming real Can it be
The sun's going down on me
Leave me now
Drag me to the forrest
Cover me with mud and moss and leaves
It's a new dawn
but the things still lack their meaning
yea everything's as vague as yesterday
And so it seems quite odd
we've broken everything up and left nothing to begin
These are strange times we're in
Knock me out now
I think I need some sleep
All that I have been is cold and obsolete
The morning tastes bitter and the air reeks of chlorine
Has it come so far Can it be
The sun's going down on
me
And I do miss that time
when every low had a high
cuz even the worst of pain
would once be allayed again
And each delirious night
would still leave traces of life
within this tin heart of mine
I surely do miss that time