The Keep

Hang me from my eyelids, it's a dark covered place
Hang me in the morning, I beg
I don't need to hear, what you've done all these days
There's no way back, I'm afraid
I'm too numb to help myself, stubborn to this day
I won't grow old, I'm afraid

Cut to my brain
Let them be still, may I escape
Hang me from my eyelids, it's a dark covered place
Hang me in the morning, I beg