Flying or falling
Follow or lead
Connected interlaced
Wishes and needs
Above the palmy surface
Trouble hovers near

And boy they got me
They got me good
Like icy hail storms of my childhood
Bite my lips to warm
'Til they turn blue

I try to soften the surface
Bend through the ashes with spears
Behind the mask the same version
All my obsessions and fears
Cut through the softening surface
Smashing the pavement with tears
(Nothing left here to see at all)

Guessing or knowing
Hostage or free
Forget or memory tracing
Afraid of sleep
Keep on talking at me
Nothing understood

So what you got me
You knew you would
Cut down to splinters into
A pile of wood
Saved for winter storms
Fire set me loose
(Nothing left here to see at all)

I try to soften the surface
Bend through the ashes with spears
Behind the mask the same version
All my obsessions and fears
Cut through the softening surface
Smashing the pavement with tears

Trouble hover second to your heartbeat
Boy they got me good
Like the winter storms of my childhood