The spiral staircase I chose to take, I thought I was climbing out. But every step I go up, The air seems to grow heavier And instead of clear night skies, I see an unending vacuum of darkness.
I want someone to push and pull and climb by my side But I cannot ask that sacrifice I cannot need that For these stairs are a bitter place And no one wants to talk or taste
I will sew my lips together And whisper my thoughts only to my needle My heart will cry silver tears But no one will know, no one will hear