A moment caught me
Said nice to meet you again
I hope that you've been keeping well
Cut into pieces
Living in a heaven and hell
I hope that I know us again
But Who can see me
Watch me going down
Down down down
Formed by notions
As spoon fed virtue ascends
Riddled with timber to fell
Oh my mother taught me well
Conversations slipped as the axis changed
Forced to blame the insane and unwell
Blood in the water
The grandest gesture one tells
I hope that I see them again
It gently haunts me
As I drink from the well
Guess no one is coming again
But Who can see me
Watch me going down
Down down down
