The smoky mist it hovered over the distant echoes of voice flow through my The wind blows like a mystery standing on a mountain top within my They me
And I don't know how I'm to feel of this makes any sense at all to me Lullabies by a distant memory, seems to hold me when I'm down In world of quiet sadness Golden chalices with madness they come for me Broken lie all around me A pastel red upon the ground in the place I'm in
I gazed up the night sky cold from a brave man's destiny As I opened up my eyes a strange light seemed to shine all me
I heard this from nowhere surrounding all that wasn't there Confirming all it was the time it said You to:
Crawl, crawl before you walk, walk you run, run before you die You have to feel, feel before you hurt, hurt you learn, learn before you try
I feel a wheel turning, turning on midnight - distorted - faces I feel like a wheel lights up my eyes, happiness befalls me in peculiar way I feel like a turning, turning on midnight
You to: Crawl, crawl you walk, walk before you run, run before you die You have to feel, before you hurt, hurt before you learn, learn before you try
Now the mist was clearing I could see the that lit the sky I waited calls for a voice, a vision I could not find heard but I wasn't jaded and that voice of reason never left my mind
You to: Crawl, crawl before you walk, walk before you run, run you die You have to feel, before you hurt, hurt before you learn, learn before you try
Oh no it's looking right at us but you don't have to this