I wouldn't touch you
When I had the choice
But with the thinning air
We have the same voice
I wouldn't listen
Wasn't worth the trouble
With the setting sounds
We share the same puddle
Join me in the Red Pool
Another fall for another fool
Together we can grow cool
Mingling in the Red Pool
I wouldn't see you
When I had the time
But now I notice
We walk the same thin line
Wouldn't regard you
Empty prayers in vain
But when the lids are closing
We call on the same name
