Rain again, little red blood chains Running down the wall before it hangs Thinking over a page Time looks like the dust got caught, remained Ads are beat into the earth Sometimes I ponder what's worth Thinking over my birth Looking at the problem that's occurred Hold me still, think I will Turn make believe I cut my lines, lost my shine Grow from seeds Green eyes like in an aquarium You write down everything you've thought Staring straight into the sun Sun spots in your eyes were never fun Hold me still, think I will Turn make believe I cut my lines, lost my shine Grow from seeds Hold me still, think I will Turn make believe I cut my lines, lost my shine Grow from seeds Rain again, little red blood chains Running down the wall before it hangs Thinking over a page Time looks like the dust got caught, remained Hold me still, think I will Turn make believe I cut my lines, lost my shine Grow from seeds And when we're through, I'll still dig you Sent through the crowd, a daily groove When we're done, I'll kiss the sun Sun spots in your eyes were never much fun