Day

The day she looked up Was the same day That changed her mind The day he looked up was the same day he said "O, my god" The walls have closed in all that's right And as my world comes crumbling through this shade My back runs out of space My back runs out of space My back Running down My space is all out Running out The shape she looked up Was the same shape that will Free her of the day A contagious delinquent That climbs his way Over the walls My eyes stay fixed and focused on the shape My back runs out of space God? Taking Myself Over the end Again And I'm taking Myself Over the end the end Taking Myself Over the end Again And I'm taking Myself Over the end Again On the final day She looked me Right in the eye On the final day She looked me Right in the eye On the final day She looked me Right in the eye On the final day She looked me Right in the eye In the eye