[first line difficult to understand]
don't you ever come down?
Tied newspaper pages
are scattered across the ground
lost on the violent sea
gone for endless days
I've tried to free myself
but it's been hard to break away
so long light you're bound to fall
and isn't that a shame?
testing shadows on the wall
to late to learn another game
transfixed by what isn't seen
and what will never change
the times I've tried to free myself
It's been hard to look away
It's a deep black vanishing train
on a very long track
standing on the sidewalk in the rain
hands behind my back
lost on a violent sea
day on endless day
I've finally freed myself
but it's been hard to break away