Fear behind the tear,
Imagining voice hearin.
Falling down the stairs I step
Pacing every breath on neck.
Without ever breakin
Thoughts are escalating.
Growing cold the touch on back,
Shivering the walls regret:
Why, why do I deny…
Why, why do I deny,
that I have been a lie
Covering both ears in
Hands to stop the screaming
Mouth that I shut wide
Hoping to stop this tide
Spiraling the the head from
Catatonic motion.
Surely this carousel will
Take us away from here!
Why, why do we defile…
Why, why do we defile
The grave of the fireflies
And here is the end of the line
And here is where I divide
