The sun’s coming down, and I’m still sleeping
No crossed over words or lines
In this list that I’m keeping
To blame it on time, prime reason for falling
Insist that it flies
When it’s you who’s been crawling

Tied ‘em down to prolong a stay
If only for one more day
Pushing them all away

No shackle or iron chain
Immune to this kind of strain
Caved under a tide of pain

Nails now long gone, red and ivory
How I wish that you’d reach out for me
Shadow rising, staring down at me calling

A study of minds of those most persistent
Cut someone deep enough to prove I existed
A blink of an eye, there, now I missed it
Fifteen turned twenty-nine
Despite my attempts to resist it

Tied ‘em down to prolong a stay
If only for one more day
Pushing them all away

No shackle or iron chain
Immune to this kind of strain
Caved under a tide of pain