Coming Up

I’m comin' up to this place to be alone I’m not shutting off I’m turning down I don’t believe in love Two birds fly up They found a place where they can be alone They don’t cry out that they don’t know And don’t believe in love Needles for the winds that power the soft blows A lens that built a fence around the cave Screaming in the aisles when we don’t know Who is left to trust the trails we laid Please don’t look up For me I am not more than where I stand I rise just to fall I’m falling down I won’t believe in love Needles for the winds that power the soft blows A lens that built a fence around the cave Screaming in the aisles when we don’t know Who is left to trust the trails we laid I’m coming up to this place to be alone I’m not shutting off I’m turning down I don’t believe in love