i ll come crawling out with my fears and doubts painted on my memory i hesitate to say i ve seen better days i ve been living by the hanging tree when i was young i never felt the rain god give me that shield again i will not smother my life always hanging from a vine out of my place all the time with this glitch in my design there s a celestial plane through my windowpane but opacity it comes and goes collar where i ve been with an angel s pin show me why i was so ill composed a river runs without the dream of a sea will i feel that salty breeze out of my place all of the time with this glitching in my design