Killing Birds with Stones

Does the day keep you up, up at night?

Hard to say, after all, all we've tried

As everywhere and everything

Disappears before my very eyes

I crawl back to the places I've been before

I know the way to the only thing that's real

So why am I always so close

When I decide to walk away

Walk away

Broken down

Fading out

Broken down

Fading out

Does the day keep you up, up at night?