Finding shelter from the weather in the burning rain
Barely living on a tether of ethereal chain
Fighting monsters since i was a boy, never drawing a little attention
The few comforts that I could enjoy, given over to apprehension
Sibylline cover for an empty rhyme
In the halls, crying with laughter
No repayment for wasted time
Stopped short and falling faster
Back beat, moving the dancer, under the rolling lights
Unconcerned about the answer to the burden of life
Making an effort to stay in the lines
Of the forest, not of the pasture
Without a form that a word can define
High talent for avoiding capture
Sibylline cover for an empty rhyme
In the halls, crying with laughter
No repayment for wasted time
Stopped short and falling faster
Sibylline cover for an empty rhyme
In the halls, crying with laughter
No repayment for wasted time
Stopped short and falling faster