I'm ill with a fever, I feel like a child I lay in the dark till morning came And it's so unoriginal, and I feel it worse at night I know, no, it's not terminal But I'm near half-dead with fright and freezing cold
But sooner than wake up to find it all unchanged I'll sleep through the day till the daylight ends 'Cause it's all so familiar as it comes around again The same taste to everything The same unbroken chain still remains
With morning I rise And a dream that won't leave me You're sad, naked and pale And you're reaching for the rail
(You took a look inside, how could you peel away? Or break the shell, the hurt you've hidden so well for all your days And you're going down as you slip beneath the waves Won't make a sound Won't even leave a trace before you)
I hear an appalling sigh from the street below And it's creeping fear congealed in stone that paves the crazy road And all are succumbing, and they look so hopelessly At the heartbreak, it's easy to deal with Just take these and you'll really never feel it