Night falls white halls balconies of ice sliding lawns
Fields send me away when you're made of gold
Molds and monument stole an hour's time
And still someday we will talk again
Friends who keep you up in time of need
Friends who lie to keep you on your feet
Friends who don't count lives by what they see
Me, I'm just the cold ash on the heat
When you see me falling my mind on a string
When you see me crawling my mind on a string
When you hear me calling my mind on a string
And so I will see you stretch out and weep
Spirit life calls green with eyes of blue
See light soon night's dark and friendly smile
Roller car doors slam on my support
Left with drawings of people I once knew