| Corridors |
|---|
| You run |
| So fast with life |
| Just gnawing at your heels |
| A ghost |
| A sign |
| That leads you over here |
| To me |
| A stream |
| To bath away your fears |
| Your nights |
| Your slave |
| I know the world is round |
| But here you are still haunting me |
| Love is slow |
| The pain is fast |
| And danger never enters this town |
| I glide |
| Through salt |
| With ease |
| The greenest serpent’s smile |
| A bolt |
| Of blue |
| Is shining in my eyes |
| To you |
| The queen |
| The raving crying eye |
| That takes |
| Me down |
