Floor

Two hands
On the back wall
Were going through your mind
From the first floor
Through the open doors
Tell us what you find

Dirty pictures
Holy water
And a hole in my eye
Some of you are with me
Some of you are gone
And others
Hiding
Waiting to find a way out
Out of here

I can feel him fall me
I can feel him fall on me
I am trembling
What is happening to me
White wash this memory
Weve been trying to get back but were so far in
Hush now all of these thoughts are obscene

This is such a mess
I know that theres something more
Something tells me this is over
Now open these doors
We were so far in
Hanging from the walls
Sliding down down down
To the floor
And I can see those
Your free