I lived alone in a tower of song
Where you locked me up
I made a home where the dark shone
Said I've got to lock it up
I lived alone in a tower of song
I didn't have a lot
The spiders roamed, they made a home in
The dust and the rot
They spun metaphors, all the better for
Boarding the doors shut
But you won't know what it's meant to show
When you get lost in thought
I've given all I've got
I can't untie the knot
I know the ceiling, the space between
All the doors and the stone
I'll never leave if I stay to sleep
Just one more night alone
Walking to the edge
Walking to the edge
Don't lock me up, don't lock me up, I've got to face the drop, I've got to face the drop
Looking down to the world below
Looking down to the world below
Looking down to the world below
Looking down to the world below
Looking down to the world below
Falling out to the world below