It would be wrong to ask you why

Because I know what goes inside

Is only half of what comes out

Isn't that what it's about ?

To remind us we're alive

To remind us we're not blind

In that big, black hole

Comfortable

Diggiving the grave, I got it made

Let something in, or throw something out ?

You left the door open wide

I know you have a reason why

That knot is better left untied

I just went and undid mine

It takes some time

And the shadows so big

It takes the sun out of the day

And the feeling goes away

If you close the door

ComfortableThanks to thudord@yahoo.com