World Coming Down

Going places I don’t wanna be
When the world is coming down on me
As long as I feel rejected
Homeless and heartless, alone and neglected
The house of the hermit is where I might stay
And won’t go away

When the world is coming down on me
There are places where I’d rather be than here

Walls are closing in on me
Let the darkness stay with me
Drowning in the wishing well
Making me feel like I'm in hell

There’s no dawn for me just

Sunsets on killing fields
When the world is coming down
Sunsets on killing fields
When the world is coming

Down on me and I can feel the Sun
That burns my skin
While I am hung upon the cross and mocked at
Here it may all end

Dreams are ending when you awake
Let me stay in Morpheus! Arms
Climbing from the wishing well
All my hopes and dreams are at stake

There will be no dawn just
Sunsets on killing fields