Quicksand

So, you chose to be here Waiting out all your time, you're never gonna leave here Tell me, what's on your mind, is there something that you need here? Or are you just passing by until you are free? I'm weary Trying not to fantasize imaginary ceilings Holding incandescent light, are floorboards creaking? Singing all through the night until you're asleep, ooh Who are you seeing? Are they telling you to look alive? What do they believe in? Is there anyone on your side? Is anybody grieving? Or letting in the sunshine? Are the curtains closed? Are there even windows Furniture made of steel? Are you wearing clean clothes? I know none of this is real, how'd you ever get so Easily erasable? I'll never know You got a thing that you can't get out of Got a rhythm that you can't step out on In a dream that you can't wake up from This may be quicksand, may be quicksand Gotta think, who do you belong to? What kind of prism do you see your life through? May be quicksand, this may be quicksand May be quicksand, this may be quicksand So, you chose to be here You waited out all your time, you never got to leave here Or tell me what's on your mind, so I will just be here Sing the chorus of the left behind so you can be free I'm leaving I would've stayed with you 'til the end, there's someone else who needs me And I'll never have to pretend, I wish you would've seen him But I'll send him all your love instead so you can stay free You got a thing that you can't get out of Got a rhythm that you can't step out on In a dream that you can't wake up from May be quicksand, may be quicksand Gotta think, who do you belong to? What kind of prism do you see your life through? May be quicksand, this may be quicksand May be quicksand, this may be quicksand