Life is a dream
That shivers for the things it brings
All life is cream
That sits above you like a pile
Old beam
Show me the way
We are not aligned
Driving down a road that forks
And divides
So call it off
Break it once and then you come
Undone
You're the room
Feels like
Feels like
Feels like
I'm coming up, again
I'm coming up, again
I'm coming up, again
I'm coming up, again
Goodbody please
