Hello, let's take seat
I welcome all into this life of greed
Bleached and washed away
And slither back into decay
Carry me, above the stairs
Leave me, and I settle there
Move, the floor the cracks
I feel alive, I feel alive
Best of luck, I spit you out
Be a sheep, and be a crowd
Out there, the wind blows
It's calling us, it's parting us
Clouds of old comfort
Soft and gentle as before
Best of luck I spit you out
I feel alive, a feel of light
