Upstairs past a window with sun and
with trees you find yourself in a room
sleeping freely
you're calm and you lay huddled up in a
closet there is a door and a lock and you
know you are safe
surrounding you is noise and commotion
rhythm of the
woodpeckers
drum in your ear
the splash of
a waterfall- your dreams crystal clear
but terror is near
you twist in the heat
the dream takes you back
and your heart starts to beat
the sun and the sky and
the birds fade to black
your head aches
but you won't awake
there is a man
there is a face
a knife and a hill
you run.
Up you run
you run, still and you will
you will always run.
But the house now you reach
is a vacation house – you find serenity your fear
is at ease.
You search for confinement.
You walk in and you find it.
Up stairs past a window
with sun and trees
you find yourself in a room
sleeping freely.
with trees you find yourself in a room
sleeping freely
you're calm and you lay huddled up in a
closet there is a door and a lock and you
know you are safe
surrounding you is noise and commotion
rhythm of the
woodpeckers
drum in your ear
the splash of
a waterfall- your dreams crystal clear
but terror is near
you twist in the heat
the dream takes you back
and your heart starts to beat
the sun and the sky and
the birds fade to black
your head aches
but you won't awake
there is a man
there is a face
a knife and a hill
you run.
Up you run
you run, still and you will
you will always run.
But the house now you reach
is a vacation house – you find serenity your fear
is at ease.
You search for confinement.
You walk in and you find it.
Up stairs past a window
with sun and trees
you find yourself in a room
sleeping freely.