When I turn out, not a word out
It's my reality
Then I curl up, it won't take much
To stand in front and see
I got that ego, what do I know?
It don't mean much to me
Fall away now, on my way down
It's all I know and I can hardly speak
There's a lighthouse, I can hide out
Staring out to sea
Shine a word through, did it reach you?
Or echo back to me?
I got that ego, what do I know?
When I can hardly see
Fall away now, on my way down
It's all I know and I can hardly speak
A picture on the wall, looking back at me
And I can't even talk
I'm floating in a dream
(I'm floating in a dream)
You say I've a bent tooth
Well, I don't even like you
Want me to leave my cocoon
Where does that leave you?
You say you can see my bones
But I can see right through you
Too many faces to please
I can't see a place for me
I come home to write it all
I come home to write it all
I come home to write it all
I come home, I come home
I come home to write it all (A picture on the wall)
I come home to write it all (Looking back at me)
I come home to write it all (And I can't even talk)
I come home, I come home (I'm floating in a dream)
I'm floating in a dream
compositores: Jack William Thomas Steadman
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