Spider Cracks

I'm pretty sure my eyes tell you that nothing really matters anymore And I have become nothing but a hollow elastic vessel Light, light it all up in this gloomy void Reach out for my hand and lift me up I've been here! I've been here before. Have I not? I recall seeing it: my feet dragging across the barren soil I don't feel your hands in mine I don't feel your hands in mine I don't feel your hands in mine...