1.
like a falling boulder, without stop or end,
l'll express my thoughts If it breaks own my
bones in my cast, hard as stone,
Doing ok on my screaming at the high wall,
my space is always solitary
Cr, If my eyes turn to dust, and my body cracks,
I'll silently close my eyes,
Like I've forgotten, in the circle I've drawn
2.
If I stand upon, a burnt out ash mound,
the feeling of emptiness, At the edge of the cliff the start just,
life the beginning, What you see¡칢,
not always everything, within the circle I've drawn,
I stand here, forever more
Cr, repeat