I
Sit under a lemon tree
And sigh
Me and all my shadows
Share some wine
They gaze into the glass
And ask me "why?"
But all I say is
The times are changing
I'm out of my mind
I'm out of my mind
You
Scrape me off the bottom
Of your shoe
And wander off
To look for something new
You sit inside
And as the clock strikes noon
You realize the times are changing
I'm out of my mind, my friend
By night I hear your
Echoes through the hall
Hold your spirits close
We're barely
Anything at all
I've been papering the glass
Today
Cause there's something
Keeping me awake
Even when
I'm all alone
I'm swimming with the wraiths