Never been home, never been here
Never been found, never been lost
Here in my heart I'm feeling the kosh
I fall to the ground heavy with loss

I'm trying to see somehow the sky and the stars fall down
But out of the dark gravity scars the ground

Down in the dust I stick to the sheets
Pulling my arm, I'm gritting my teeth
Leave them behind, the first and the last
In my hand I find the knife in the cast

I'm trying to see somehow the sky and the stars fall down
But out of the dark gravity scars the ground

Sun on my head, ocean so vast
Rope at my feet, tied to the master
He pulls at my arm, he cuts with the glass
Pushing it deep, the knife in the cast

I'm trying I'm trying now, the sky and the stars fall down
And out of the dark gravity scars the ground