| I was dead before | |
| I ever touched the floor | |
| I was in between | |
| A whisper and a scream | |
| In a wounded light | |
| Your eyes look black and white | |
| And are these the dreams that find us? | |
| In you head before | |
| Was something I adore | |
| But then in between | |
| Someone picked you clean | |
| Did you steal a name | |
| From a friend who looked the same? | |
| And are these the lies that bind us? | |
| Now I realise | |
| You won't ever let it rain | |
| You don't seem the same | |
| I will watch the skies | |
| I don't even know your name | |
| You don't seem at all the same | |
| I was dead before | |
| I ever touched the floor | |
| I was in between | |
| A whisper and a scream | |
| And I know by now | |
| I just can't work out how | |
| And is this the milk of kindness? | |
| Now I realise | |
| You won't ever let it rain | |
| You don't seem the same | |
| I will watch the skies | |
| I don't even know your name | |
| You don't seem at all the same | |
| Now I don't feel at all the same |