1. TAILSPIN

No new world to mine
No new truth to reveal
The golden cage has tougher bars
Barrels that have no bottom
And things you see
Or so you think, but cannot touch

White sheets stained red
Drowning in the thickle sea
My traces disappear
Marks that thorns leave

Comforting hands
Backward immense steps

Feast upon the slumber
Disciple of crystal tears
Halcyon days are long gone
Dismal, Havens

Comforting hands
Backward immense steps
Tepid voices over the way
Flimsy pillars
Cascading

Feast upon the slumber
Disciple of crystal tears
Halcyon days are long gone
Dismal, Havens

Release me, diverge me
Downward strength in my arms
My senses turned away

My white sheets are stained red
Drowning in the thickle sea
My traces disappear