"It's too crowded in here" he whispered in her ear
(She said) There's no good reason to be afraid
I guess they're just whispering 'you're not okay
Locked away...'
In endless thoughts
It's all your fault
So painfully awake
Where have you been, my friend?
Just gazing into space
So useless, absent, pathetic
There's nobody here to help to keep you sane (safe?)
And I know it may be too late
I don't know if you'll escape
I don't see any love or truth or care to search for any left in your head
Go to sleep...
Go to sleep...
There's still peace left in your dreams
You wear the sun when you breathe in my hand
You wear the sun when you fears stand ground inside my face"