Diving Bell

Going down like a diving bell

55 fathoms deep

Drawing nothing from a dried out well

Can't gather me to myself

Nothing of myself I wanna keep

Through a landscape ill-defined

Ground shifts beneath my feet

No lock or door stays untried

Can't gather me to myself

Nothing of myself I wanna keep

Living with a memory of the flame

A flame of fractured light

Wonderin' why she backed away

Just when the storm, the storm

Was at its height

Feeling like a burned-out car

Sitting on forgotten street

Broken pieces is how things are

Can't gather me to myself

Nothing of myself I wanna keep

Living with a memory of the flame

A flame of fractured light

Wonderin' why she backed away

Just when the storm, the storm

Was at its height