The sky turns grey
The sun starts to fade...

Crying, crying,
Lying, lying...

I sit in my room,
The stereo lifeless...

I'm hiding behind
These distant brown eyes...

Please don't stare.
Because I know that you don't care...

They call me wierd
They call me strange...

And the roses are so red
And the leaves are so green...

My fingers tremble
My face is pale...

The moon gazes down at
This Earth...

I can no longer see
Through these brown eyes that are blinding me...

As the rain falls down
And smashes to the ground...

And these sounds are killing me
And these sounds are soothing me...