Mama I have Nothing but cobwebs And dust in the lock Blood runs thick In the veins But I live like A fish in the water again She says Soft to a fault She believes the hardest things of all True love Never did exist at all all all all She lives in a dark cloud Of little hells When she meant something To somebody else But now it's dark And cobwebs and rose petals Defy her Into the web To go back To the days of color Into the web To go back To the days of color