Don't put me in your pocket, I can't breathe in there
I can only sacrifice slowly forgetting
But I feel homeless going for you, my life ahead looks dead
There's your cold dark silence and I'm nothing in it
I won't go into the darkness, I won't follow
Oh, I tried to touch your blindness, now I'm leaving
But I feel homeless going for you, my life ahead looks dead
There's your cold dark silence and I'm nothing in it
Scratching, crawling, falling, creeping
I'll cover you with my other berry leaves
I'll drag you into another wave
But I won't call you grey cloud man
Scratching, crawling, falling, creeping
Scratching, crawling, falling, creeping