Rain again, little red blood chains

Running down the wall before it hangs

Thinking over a page

Time looks like the dust got caught, remained

Ads are beat into the earth

Sometimes I ponder what's worth

Thinking over my birth

Looking at the problem that's occurred

Hold me still, think I will

Turn make believe

I cut my lines, lost my shine

Grow from seeds

Green eyes like in an aquarium

You write down everything you've thought

Staring straight into the sun

Sun spots in your eyes were never fun

Hold me still, think I will

Turn make believe

I cut my lines, lost my shine

Grow from seeds

Hold me still, think I will

Turn make believe

I cut my lines, lost my shine

Grow from seeds

Rain again, little red blood chains

Running down the wall before it hangs

Thinking over a page

Time looks like the dust got caught, remained

Hold me still, think I will

Turn make believe

I cut my lines, lost my shine

Grow from seeds

And when we're through, I'll still dig you

Sent through the crowd, a daily groove

When we're done, I'll kiss the sun

Sun spots in your eyes were never much fun