Brocken Spectre
Any Moment I Could Fall Through the Floor
Trapped in a body, a body, ohhDilantin days in an anvil haze, ohhThe walls are too close and too far and the corners are all wrongThrowing cathode signals in the dark.Stay...... (with me)Don't..... (leave me)Spew my bluish dreams all over your cloudsI lost all my feathers, not allowedEarly morning call, slow bite, soft lights.Fading in and out and in and out and in and out.
From Letras Mania