Inside the wave. 

Inside the wave. 



Coming from behind the wall 

Coming from beneath the floor 

Coming from behind the wall 

Coming from beneath the floor 



(Suddenly I hear the sound) 

The walls close in around me 

(Coming from behind the wall) 

Old habits fade far from me. 

(Suddenly a door appears) 

The ceiling falls above me 

(Coming from beneath the floor) 

and the sky is open to me now. 

But my hands are tied 

and the ropes are tight around 

my wrist. 



(Steadily we climb again) 

Makes me sick. 

Think too hard on the other side. 

(Step into a hidden room) 

Cant stare too long at the 

softest light 

(Searchin for another out) 

Old wounds get infected by the 

(found a tunnel heading down) 

heat of an oven gone cold too long. 



(Suddenly I hear the sound) 

Get my mind off the pain with the medicine. 

(Coming from behind the wall) 

Just the Idea of a thought brings it round again 

(Suddenly a light appears) 

Get my mind off the pain. 

(Rapidly some something nears...) 

Get my mind off the pain. 

Off the pain. 



But my hands are tied 

and the ropes are tight around 

my wrist. 



Bucket and a Shovel 

on a sand dune. 

Building Castles. 

Knocking them down 

Wading too far 

out of my sight. 



Gonna work me over 

for a misdemeanor 

In too long. 

Out of bed way too slow. 



In a found cut scene 

from an empty film 



The walls close in around me. 

Old habits fade far from me. 

The ceiling falls above me 

and the sky is open to me now. 



Bucket and a Shovel 

on a sand dune. 

Building Castles. 

(but my hands are tied) 

Knocking them down 

wading too far 

out of my sight. 



Gonna work me over 

for a misdemeanor 

(and the ropes are tight around my wrist.) 

In too long. 

Out of bed way too slow. 



Forever wishing 

Someone near the goal 

Forever pushing 

(Sisiphus would know) 

Forever waisting 

(promise as it goes) 

Forsenics (sic) show 

A summer in the hole, buddy 



Hands from the sky 

rip me open