Stuck on a bridge, a traffic jam
Put on a break, with no kind of plan
I play some ukulele, but I know where I am
Between a wall and a hole, where the black don’t end
And sometimes it feels like I am
Dreaming of falling when I’m half awake
And screaming into the quiet
All I can see is a felt-back way
Just thinking of you tonight
Seein’ in her hands and it never breaks
I wanna hit the record
If it will open my eyes again
She’ll be the drop somehow
All I have are bits and pieces
Fade in every day
And I can’t feel them, I’m retaining
But the way I’ve changed
Yeah, I could look back, but it’s not the same
I see by the shadows out
Having our lovers behind me
And others change somehow
All I have are dust and ashes
Cones between my hands
Slippin’ through my fingers
So they’re empty once again
Slippin’ sunshine against my skin
Birds of the curtain sound
But seein’ the light is an awful trick
When I keep going down
I keep going down
Yeah, I keep going down
Yeah, I keep going down
Yeah, I keep going down
Yeah, I keep going down
Yeah, I keep going down
