Beyond My ControlIt happens that someone knocks at my door
Then the whole house starts to shake
So that it gets really hard to stand up
And even worse to walk
I usually fall down
On the floor
And i stay there
Until that someone decides to leave
dizzy with wonderThere were buildings here long ago
But now the blade of grass cuts my feet
I proceed with caution and lay low
Just visible through the trees
Breathing carefully I crawl up
Onto the surface of tension
I glimpse the rocks from below
I Won't Hurt YouI've lost all my pride
I've been to paradise
And out the other side
With no one to guide me
Torn apart by a fiery will inside
I won't hurt you
I won't hurt you
It's Just A GameIt's alright baby, it's alright
Don't you be afraid now,
Though you try to run away
It's alright baby, it's alright
'Cause this is as goos as it is
We all want to play
We all want to play
No Trace Of GreyI decided to stop I decided to look up What are they doing in heaven today? What are they doing? There’s no trace of grey That kind if blue Can make dreams come true It is amazing Like a story just thought up and told It can’t be real The way this feels What are they doing in heaven today? What are they doing? There’s no trace of grey
Picking Up PiecesPicking up pieces, talking loudly...
Picking up pieces, talking loudly...
Pick it all up now,
Put it back in your mouth.
Pick it all up now.
Pick it all up now,
Shock ActivitiesThe street's reaching up to the open window
Too much information leaks in and shoots up my spine
Lifting my head off the pillow
And the dust rises when I set my feet on the floor
I breathe in and out while I try to focus
When I feel okay I twist my mouth
To save what little air is left
SleepAnd it is so strange
With these eyes out into darkness
And it is so strange
All they want to do is sleep
And it is so strange
They want to sleep through silence
And it is so strange
'Cause I am wide awake
The CabinetI'm lying as far out towards the edge as possible
So far out that I'm almost tripping over
You lie behind me, your breath is heavy, you're sleeping
There are some screws that are coming loose
From two holes in the wall the plaster's sifting down
Resting like slee sand in my eyes
The DiverStanding
High above us all
At the edge of
The diving board
Smiling and waving
Before letting himself fall
The faintest splash
The last trickFrom standing to crouching
Silently falling
Falling from nowhere to nowhere
Nothing between
Nothing beyond
Nothing behind the stars
This is the last trick I'll do
ФАРТУ МАСТИ А.У.Е.I am in her room
It's I who live here now
I don't know how I got here
There's this man who comes every night
And hour passes
And then another
Smoking slowly