They’re all the same as me
Their feelings, their emotions
They’re all stuck in the same old space

Least I can do is help myself
Least they can do is try
Their words mean nothing
Brain’s emptied out

On the ledge, at the bottom
There’s a sprout
I can see it blooming
Inside out

It’s so far away
It’s up in the clouds
Down at the bottom
It’s right out loud

Under my mind
I see his shadow
I see        it                  falling
I’m                                  falling
with           it