Among the daze, the dizzy passing days Dry up, the roots that withered far away Before, the peak, of losing you in haze Divert, the eyes, and go our separate ways
Be sure, it ends, the crazy state you’re in Be sure, it ends, there’s nothing left to win Around it goes, the cycle runs along Around it goes, so stop before you’re gone
Among the daze, the dizzy passing days Dry up, the roots that withered far away It cease to fail, no matter what you do It cease to fail, there’s nothing left to lose
Winds blowing softer as it meets the sky Gently, it passes us by
If my heart stops beating and you are left to cry Know that it wasn’t my intent to die On and on this sound that keeps on ticking and ticking and finally drops down cold Even with your touch this pain I can’t seem to ease Just this time could you listen to my pleas Scars of tears you shed will never leave my memory