A desolate and barren land
My mind has gotten out of hand
Again I ran away
More and more every day
I could no longer bear to stay
But there was no one in my way
A lonely mass of sand
I'm lost now in this land
Where things have gotten out hand
If only I could find a way
At war with what dwells within
So weak I cannot best the wind
So frail that I've been shattered
So thin that I've been scattered
Now I'm here all over this land
Where things have gotten out of hand
But there is nothing else no soul no sound
Life is nowhere to be found
Ashen tears would stain the sand
Where things have gotten out of hand
But there's nothing to make me cry
There's nothing left of me to die
An eerie silent hymn
Carried by a mournful wind
It's all so old and stale and dry
If I wanted to I couldn't cry
Wandering this ravaged land
Where things have gotten out of hand
The long dead stars light the way
And then I suffer through the day
But then again at night
I follow their light
But they're long dead
It's all a lie in my head
If I could leave this place behind
But I'm trapped here in my mind
The desolate and barren land
Where things have gotten out of hand.
