open are my doors
as empty books I see the stars
in all the s***e inside my world
I’ll make a page for where you are
as I’m getting old, I’ll carry the cold away
for the last few forevers couldn’t fill the s***e
inside my books I hold ideas and days
that never will be and never keep their place
and toward oblivion I fall
and for the moment I am all
hold me up
for I fear for you
inside my head, inside my heart
inside the s***e where you are
hold me up
for I fear for I’ll fall apart
inside my head, inside my heart
inside the s***e where you are