Teach me to walk without making a sound.
So I can roam the dark hallways of this empty town,
where glass bottles cover the floors.
You're just basic buildings with no windows or doors.
They belong to the ships.
That promised to.
Carry me away.
Through the icebergs that swore to keep me at bay.
Teach me to walk high above the ground
so I won't make a sound.
Closing in to weigh my eyes back to sleep.
Years from now I won't remember you
but it my dreams you're so hard to forget.
So count backwards from nine.
As the sheep dance through your mind.
Knock out the lights as the wolves descend.
The floor you're on wasn't built for this end.