it's a strange turn of events and set of events that moves us forward
evidence pools in blood
and it rains down


to the van
to the vacant stares and lucid dreams

i forget them
to the van
to the vacancy

i admit i'm barely looking down

a little man is walking across a bridge that's burning down

and he's afraid of looking down

to the van

to the vacant stares and lucid dreams
i forget them
to the van

to the vacancy
i admit i'm barely looking down


a little more, another step closer to making a bed to sleep in here
and i'm afraid if i lie down that i might disappear


to the van
to the vacant stares
to the van

to the well earned scars
to the van
to the friends i love

to the death
drink to the death of love


a little man is walking across a bridge that's burning down
and he's afraid of looking down