Quicksand

So you chose to be here

Waiting out all your time, you're never gonna leave here

Tell me what's on your mind, is there something that you need here?

Or are you just passing by until you are free?

I'm weary

Trying not to fantasize imaginary ceilings

Holding incandescent light, are floorboards creaking?

Singing all through the night until you're asleep, oh

Who are you seeing?

Are they telling you to look alive? What do they believe in?

Is there anyone on your side? Is anybody grieving?

Or letting in the sunshine? Are the curtains closed?

Are there even windows?

Furniture made of steel? Are you wearing clean clothes?

I know none of this is real, how'd you ever get so

Easily erasable? I'll never know

You got a thing that you can't get out of

Got a rhythm that you can't step out on

In a dream that you can't wake up from

This may be quicksand, may be quicksand

Gotta think, who do you belong to?

What kind of prism do you see your life through?

May be quicksand, this may be quicksand

May be quicksand, this may be quicksand

So you chose to be here

You waited out all your time, you never got to leave here

Or tell me what's on your mind, so I will just be here

Sing the chorus of the left behind so you can be free

I'm leaving

I would've stayed with you 'til the end, there's someone else who needs me

And I'll never have to pretend, I wish you would've seen him

But I'll send him all your love instead so you can stay free

You got a thing that you can't get out of

Got a rhythm that you can't step out on

In a dream that you can't wake up from

This may be quicksand, may be quicksand

Gotta think, who do you belong to?

What kind of prism do you see your life through?

May be quicksand, this may be quicksand

May be quicksand, this may be quicksand