Pit of Des Pairs

I look out on a sunny day The wind shouts Blows me away I'm so light I can't feel my face I'm so high I can't touch today Without you I can't get you out of my head And the feelings so cold I can't taste the lead Without my tongue growing old And ripped to shreds When I try to let go I'm left for dead What's real for me Is never true for you The deal it seems Is I never lost my cool I've lost and decided instead That my luck has run cold I can't taste the lead Without the pit of despair taking turns at my head And they laugh when my skin calls out instead I grow old It's time to say goodnight I gave in for a ride