• I'm slowly slipping,
    Into a hell,
    Where the sky is cracking,
    Up, from the sound of bells.

    Counting off another tear,
    As it falls to the ground.
    Broken pavement never made,
    Such a deafening sound.
    City lights are calling me,
    Voices all around, saying,

    Hear me,
    Falling down, in this,
    Dreary,
    Forgotten town, and,
    Don't walk,
    When you can fall,
    Don't talk,
    Your silence speaks for us all.

    Now I can see through,
    The moving clouds,
    Illuminating,
    Broken sounds.
    Your spirit proves,
    You were never there, and,
    Your shallow words,
    Show you never cared.

    Why do we fight it,
    When we know we're dying?
    You'll never fail,
    If you just stop trying.
    The reason I care,
    Is still a mystery.
    There're voices in my head,
    And they're whispering,

    Hear me,
    Falling down, in this,
    Dreary,
    Forgotten town, and,
    Don't walk,
    When you can fall,
    Don't talk,
    Your silence speaks for us all.