Desperate, Fingers Prints on black and white Her hands tied Skinny wrists to the train line Trembling, Holding Fears she can't express Her eyes close Tiny fist in my hands, though And she turns away, turns away Spilling tears on the subway If birds could bend the iron rails Of cages, prisons, lies And turn back time, unclip their wings, Regain that will to fly As endless night returns to white, Someday they'll take the sky Cut all the lines, rise up on high, Like waking back to life. Sleepless, Frequent Eyes pried wide and powdered For daybreak Steels herself for the heartbreak Hopeless, Highness Empty all your trust As the doors close The howling wind through the tunnels Then she'll glance back Sees her train on the wrong track Scares her to death scares her to death Scares me to death scares me to death I'm a strange caveman For a girl in a cave Scares me to death scares me to death Scares her to death scares her to death