I could be forgiven for thinking
no more than just thinking
that the greyness is closing in
that the greyness is closing in now
I could not help seeing
I could not stop seeing
as sleep slid gently into her
gently into her
it just keeps coming back to me
like i keep running into you
something new slid into her
something new slid into her
I can’t help feeling filthy
although I’m probably not too guilty
or maybe she's two steps in front of me
but now that I’ve thought the thought
I think I’ll find myself a box
a place to keep the brightness in
a place to keep my brightness in