I Retreat In Myself But Not Away From You I'll it Amidst You All I'll Sit And Watch You Fall And I'll Send To Know For Whom The Bell Tolls And His Name That Sat On Him Is Not For You To Know And His Name That Sat On Him But I Followed With Him I Am This Island You Wish Wouldn't ExistNeither Brother Nor Son Father To Your Tears To Your Strife Friend To Your Fears And His Name That Sat On Him Is Not For You To Know And His Name That Sat On Him But I Followed With Him Hoarse From The Get Go Washed Away Clean The Great who*e Calls My Name In Her Wet Dreams In Her Wet Dreams I'll Stand There And Sow You, Ripe