There's a thousand people sleeping here
mostly you
You're weightless, shapeless again.
Pray for rain to wash our fears away again
When will we notice what's missing from our lives today?
This time is taking a toll
On our bodies, minds and souls
And out of the deep dark recess
Comes the truth
(And it's draining until you fill me...)
Everything is a choice so then
Why do you always make excuses for
Being so cold?
