When the water reaches overhead,
Your lungs can't gasp beyond the dread,
You've broken down, you've cried and bled,
but don't shut down.

When the floor falls 'way beneath your feet,
Your dry mouth has no words to speak,
The rhythm fails, you missed a beat,
but don't shut down.

I coax you from your corner cave,
I drag your mind far from the grave,
And all I had to give, I gave;
Please.
Don't shut down.

It's been so silent lately...
It's gotten lonely up here,
The days become just like the day before,
And I fail to see the light in their eyes,
The cries of the crow drown out the sweet songs of canaries,
The wind's music no longer satisfies my soul,
I want to go back
To the nothingness I came from,
I want to return home,
It's gotten lonely here...