The shape of your head is a twist of the truth The skulls on these walls, are they connected to you? The stars are like eyes climbing out of a mist The temperatures rise like an easter morning sun It's not something you learn, it's just something you do And sometimes I wonder whether my other half is you 'Cause I am only half of what I am And half of that is what I can do Where the rest is, I don't know And I'm not sure if I really wanna know Back on my own, it took me this long To scale to the top of this [unverified] mountain side you're on But now I can see where it's all been leading to The skulls on these walls, how they're connected to you Walking with you down a slippery slope And you said, "If I was the sun, you'd be the world I'd shine onto"
