Try to find, the sign, in my eyes
I'm still alive
I'm vacant
I'm fadin
Away
How many times, minutes, hours
How many days
Will I feel this way
I'm afraid
I won't get away
In the cracks, on the wall
Of this room, I spy
Little peering eyes
A ghost, my host, I dunno
As I crawl, front he floor, to the door
It becomes an endless darkened hall
Empty, but for faces
That chase me evermore