Asylum

Contained in my cotton crib

When I feeel no turbulence

The ocean sleeps upon a shelf and it feeds my apathy

I can feel it in the night

Like rain upon my skin inside a winter

But you began to splinter

If I decide to recognize my thorns

'Cause every time I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence

So tilt the water 'til it turns me around

To my own asylum

Dry in the day and fading away in the night

I feel the sun before its light

And it fades away into the night

I was afraid, I feed myself

I cleared the shelf and killed the shame

But I can feel it in the night

Collect the rocks and throw them over bodys

To shake the muddy waters

And clear myself from hiding every thorn

'Cause every time I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence

So tilt the water 'til it turns me around

To my own asylum

Dry in the day and fading away in the night

And we grow, before we go over the window

You're just a fool for him

'Cause every time I see your face in a cloud I feel no violence

So tilt the water 'til it turns me around

To my own asylum

Dry in the day and fading away in the night