..are you?
pulling through...

Drops of rain against my head,
Just as well they all seem dead...

A thought passed me by,
and cut through my visions...

Seems it has been far too long,
Since I have been moving on...

Floating around in my mind,
Expose of my inner thoughts...

Why did you, reel me in?
Make me crawl, deep in sin...

Under the moonlight there's a special someone,
she knows it all about the things you have done...

I feel asleep,
gently rocking my chair...

I look out from my tiny spot on the hills
Discretely I produce...

The 11:52 train is leaving platform four.
We, the hardworking lower middleclass, huddle...

I take one step closer to you and stare in to...
emeralds you call...

In a meadow of redemption,
will I rest my tired soul...