Down below the deck, I couldn`t feel the sand between
my toes
It`s not in the cards, even though it`s in my heart

Takes the thought of me, drowning out some sorrow for a
while
This family feels more like a sentence put on me

Turn up, close the door
Fill the room with sound, from wall to wall
Until there`s no more room for sorrow

Turn up, waste away
From the stench and filth you can`t escape
Only hiding for a while


Down below the tree, the means and the encouragement I
need

I guess that I was wrong, I guess it`s not so bad after
all
One cold, winter day, the cornerstone falls out and

rolls away
The walls fall in on me, is this what hell could end up
to be?

Turn up, close the door
Fill the room with sound, from wall to wall
Until there`s no more room for sorrow

Turn up, waste away
From the stench and filth you can`t escape
Only hiding for a while


Here below the sky, the only guilt left now is in my
mind

And each day away brings a little piece of mind my way
Turn up, close the door
Fill the room with sound, from wall to wall

Until there`s no more room for sorrow
Turn up, waste away
From the stench and filth you can`t escape

Only hiding for a while