From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture is there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care?There's a place so dark
You can't see the end
Skies cock back
And shock that which can't defend
The rain then sends dripping acidic questions
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes shut looking
Through the rust and rottendust
A small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
In the eyes easy open
And it's dark againFrom the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture is there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care?In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the Sun rises upMoving all around
Screaming of the up's and down's
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
The wheels go round
And the sunset creeps
Past the street lamps, chain-link and concrete
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn
Floats on down the street
'Till the wind is gone
The memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper's crumpled up
It can't be perfect againFrom the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I've forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture is there
The memory won't escape me
But why should I care?In the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the Sun rises upNow, you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that I see it right through you
Now, you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that I see it right through you
Now, you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that I see it right through you
Now, you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that I see it right through you
Now, you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that I see it right through you
Now, you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that I see it right through you
Now, you got me caught in the act, you bring the thought back
I'm telling you that I see it right through youIn the memory you'll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the Sun rises up
Composição: Mark Wakefield.
