You're lying on the floor, screaming quiet You've seen it all before
Going out, but I don't have a name, speak to me Let me be
See it all, but nothing's the same What I see is not real
You're lying on the floor, living, dying, waiting for the daylight
Flying out to examine my mind, step aside Let me hide
Still afraid of what I might find, I do believe in the trees
Everybody's gone It's so damn crowded, debating with the daylight
A journey all your own--are you crazy, waiting for the past lives