We've all been tied to words that we sink Not falling in, not falling in We've all been tied to words that we sink Not falling in, not falling in Don
Time to scale again the wall Eight feet move two inches tall I watch in mirth as she catches prey I see her work here everyday Another web in my path
If this is hell, well that's fine with me All of the wonder presumably happily Eager to follow the fool that's got into the head Of me We don't have