I'm not going to die, I'm not going to die
eyes in a stream float away
treetops, dead hornets and waste
eyes in a stream float away
treetops, dead hornets and waste

A simple kind of ignorance
falters to the side, exuberance to
find your mind lost her far behind

Something there silent
a coin or snake shell
unraveling storm from the deep

Skin drops in oceans
My heart is not open
a dying Sun sinks to the deep

(Lies)
the skin drops into the sea
and ripples eternally
(Lies)
a dying fetus will fall from the trees it never had a chance to breathe

So silent slipping away
decaying violent end of the day
would be crimson floating grave
I'm tranfer fading far away