Feel the words & heal the wounds & Holding on & falling soon & Reaching out 2 find the doubt & In the end come round about again It feels like the end Chosen wrongs & follow on & Keeping track of all I lack I'm End 2 end & sinking in the Moon again I'm always in 2 soon The tide's in the room Following On down Calling out I shout Up 2 turn away B4 the come what may