If it was up to me I know I'd follow
Into places where flesh carries no names
Skies are planning the moon of tomorrow
Next month I'll feel the same

Harmony of denial is broken
And air is filled with clouds of feast
Another life, a strangers thought
Are all running through me like illusions in the morning
mist

Will not identify or understand your pain
It's not for me to guide lost souls
Through the tunnels where my demons live
I will not fit into your empty black holes

Tonight my stones have fallen
Protection will not be build from a smile
I am all cracked and swollen
My wounds will heal with time