I scrape from the bottom
Where it all began
As I lay hear dying
It wasn't part of the plan
What once was forgotten
And never been sold
So I have been told
I walk through my sorrow
And all else is calm
I will beg steal or borrow
But do you no harm
To once more stare at you
And look over the edge
My life I will pledge
You painted me with silver
I wanted gold
You shined a light on me
But I was too old
I tried to follow
Your footsteps were too deep
And I went to sleep
Your footsteps were too deep
And I went to sleep
So as I die here lying
As long as it may last
It's no use crying
At things from the past
And imagine forever
Where forever may be
What it means to be me
I scrape from the bottom
Where it all began
I die here lying
Maybe that was the plan
I'd never forgotten
What I had been told
It's what I have sold
It's what I have sold
Mmmmmaaaaaa
Ahhhhh
