Sometimes i can't remember
if you asked me to stay.
All the memories turn blurry
and i forgot what i said.
I was heading for some vision
and you couldn't come along.
You wouldn't accept it.
You said i was wrong to go alone.

The clock is full of palindromes
as the piano is rich with gainsay.
The glass house bombarded with stones,
the movies packed with freeze-frames.

And deep inside this chaos storm
on the worlds highest summit.
The clown is sitting on his throne
and finds the play quite funny.

I had no choice,
i was burning up inside.
I just had to focus
on each single sign.
On each single glimpse
and the feeling in my bones.
I left while you slept
an' stood again without home.

The clock is full of palindromes
as the piano is rich with gainsay.
The glass house bombarded with stones,
the movies packed with freeze-frames.

And deep inside this chaos storm
on the worlds highest summit.
The clown is sitting on his throne
and finds the play quite funny.

You will never forgive me
or understand what i've done.
You'll never fully grasp
what i was running from.
And my heart will never get further
then this cobblestone street.
This loss will be my burden
of seeing you in everyone i meet.