Dreaming In Columbian

(альбом: I Hear Black - 1993)

Worlds apart, separation from my mind
Just close my eyes to bring me there
I fall apart, the pieces are so hard to find
A puzzle piece is torn in half

The absence of colour surrounds a broken dream
Call my eyes to take me there
One by one I watch, as the pieces disappear
My friends become the ones I hate
This house of cards, it won't withstand the wind
I shut my eyes to escape

All my whites have turned to black
Everytime I close my eyes, dream in Columbian
All my bugs are coming back
Crawling on my face, they speak in Columbian

Worlds apart, a separation from my soul
Worlds apart, the separation is now whole
I watch the pieces fall apart
I try to make a brand new start
I'm falling in, I'm falling out
I'm falling up, I'm falling back
I'm falling down, an' falling round, an' asking why?