It was spring of an early summer
Painted green with yellow swoon
I could taste the bitter freedom
I would lick it right off the spoon
In the sallow face of genius
In the early days of Pan
I found mystery and wonder
In the misery of man
Then the sun shines
In through your window
As the rains fall
Inside this hole
Hold your cup up
Call on your servant
That shackled you
Onto this throne
What a world is this?
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Soon my shadow grew longer
And the colors all burned
And the storm just grew stronger
And the records still turned
I was lost in the thunder
I was lost in the rain
I was charmed by the silence
Distilled from their pain
Then the sun shines
In through your window
As the rains fall
Inside this hole
Hold your cup up
Call on your servant
That shackled you
Onto this throne
Then the sun shines
In through your window
As the rains fall
Inside this hole
Hold your cup up
Call on your servant
That shackled you
Onto this throne
What a world is this?
When I fall
Will you find me when I fall?
I never saw myself quite like this
I never pictured this
(My world feeds your world)
(Your world bleeds my world)
So I found myself inside
(I swear I didn't know)
(I really didn't know)
But all realities collide
(My world feeds your world)
(Your world bleeds my world)
"Can someone call the warden?"
"Lord, I'm dying here"
"Please, let me out", I'm crying
But nobody hears
There's no nurse, just silence
Where's the dinner bell?
This might be hell
But dying is the only tell
I'm breaking out (I'm breaking out)
Or so I tell myself this time
There's no barrier
I'm breaking out (I'm breaking out)
This time I'm making it
This time I will make it out
I tried to spare my mother
Of my deepest shame
And I denied my father
Well, that's all the same
Never wrote my sister
No one knows out there
No, not a single soul knows
I'm a prisoner here
I'm breaking out (I'm breaking out)
Or so I tell myself this time (This time)
There's no barrier
I'm breaking out (I'm breaking out)
This time I'm making it
This time I will make it out
