This Wooden Floor, 
Clunks Under You, 
As I Etch, To Your Haze. 
These Rough Dreams, 
Can't Keep Me Down, 
As I Draw From The Grey. 
You Waiver I Feel It, 
You Waiver To Leave Him. 
You Waiver I Feel It, 
You Waiver To Leave Him. 
Your Blue Eyes, 
Will Get Me Out, 
Of This Coffin, Of My Grey. 
You Waiver I Feel It, 
You Waiver To Leave Him. 
You Waiver I Feel It, 
You Waiver To Leave Him. 
You Waiver, You Waiver, 
You Waiver, To Leave Him.