Feel like an unconscious child In the arms of a firefighter Illumined in red, yellow and black Fully unaware that I started this fire so I could save you Save you from it I refuse to be bedridden By this fever Though my eyelids are heavy And my conception blurred I've been going up a hill The time is approaching Its senses still unborn Apartment windows are shut back Every winter has its thorns Don't think truth will just pa** by We're here trying to draw it back out of the water You know, life could just slip by Without no one ever knowing I refuse to be bedridden By this fever Though my eyelids are heavy And my conception blurred I've been going up a hill I refuse to be bedridden By this fever Though my eyelids are heavy And my conception blurred I've been going up a hill