There's a house with a fountain Things that kept me satisfied I lost my life as a young man And I've been running ever since
Here's to burning bridges Here's to the leap in the dark I'm still running, still waiting For this life to fall apart
Where's the high? Where's the high? I forgot what had me going And where to go Where's the high? Where's the high? Only cages, where the spaces used to be
I want to drown in her precious arms I want to listen to the siren songs She got me down into the water And she got me holding on
So let me drown in those precious arms With all my untouchabilities washed away Let me for once be lost for reason Let me be lost For words