I can't raise my voice Until I understand What is under the bottom What's in your hand? And my conscious sleep Is awaken and away My unconscious weeping Here to stay I can't taste my tear It's a shallow drop What is under the bottom? What's over the top? My conscious fear Will never learn My unconscious bleeding Will always yearn I will live my life On the sharpest knife And the day I fall I will end my strife I will always yearn For a future hand And the day that it comes It will be my land I can't raise my head It's so hard to feed And this isolation What do I need? I'm awake and away I am here to stay Feel a serpent tongue Walk upon my skin Like a broken tone That blows within I will never learn I will always yearn I will live my life On the sharpest knife And the day I fall I will end my strife I will always yearn For a future hand And the day that it comes It will be my land