Locked inside
Recounting the lessons
Idling by your door
Time to draw
The paranoid curtain
Dreams of haze close in
Gone, outside your door
Wherever the wind may blow
You will not know
Pacing back and forth
The hands circling round the clock
They will not know
Chains of gold
The riches that vanish
We'll abuse no more
Fading green
Returning to surface
Withered pride and joy
Gone, outside your door
Wherever the wind may blow
You will not know
Pacing back and forth
The hand circling round the clock
They will not know
Ghosts outside your door
A memory that seems so small
No one will know
Wherever the wind may blow
Wherever the wind may blow