I’m crawling deeper in this hole where it’s too cramped to move like you do And where the echoes blend my words into a language of their own
And I think the corners I am turning dull my lantern to the outside
And the less that you remember me, the more this path is overgrown
And the way back is just a lucky break that
Connects me to the dressing up of melody, the bite of infidelity
And I’d long to swallow one more old song
Pretending that I have a chance to make you care about this failing solitaire
Where I’m in here and you’re out there
'Cause I’m crawling deeper in, into my own skin
Where there’s no one to chase away
Or to guess the next thing that I say
I’m invisible to you, to your bird’s eye view
I know the angle all too well
It’s how I saw before I fell
And now it’s not so hard to tell
I’m crawling deeper in myself
And these corridors are veined with every word we’ve ever spoken
And the story that they tell is just a wheel within a wheel
But every time I think I’m crossing into where you cannot find me You are always right behind me, half inside me, half unreal
I forget all the skies and crocus petals
A time without retreating like a refugee from such imagined treachery
Now silent, I’m searching out this island
Pretending that I have a chance to make it where the morning’s not recycled air
And you’re more than a prayer
Because I’m crawling deeper in, into my own skin
Where there’s no one to chase away
Or to guess the next thing that I say
I’m invisible to you, to your bird’s eye view
I know the angle all too well
It’s how I saw before I fell
But now it’s not so hard to tell
I’m crawling deeper in myself