I've been low living like I do
And I've been tired, but when the day is through
Half awake when I try to face the night
I would sleep but I only dream of you
And low is the life and I know that I'm right
Cold is the comfort it brings in the night
Fast will I hold to these truths that I know
Even though they never really seemed
Quite real to me so I'll keep on lying low
And I've been swept and brushed under the rug
Like the dust collecting in my thoughts
And I have tried to shake the cobwebs off
But they grow back whenever I wake up
And Ice is the line that grows on the wings
Down from the sky I'm adrift in the night
Soft is the sound as I crash to the ground
Knowing you will never hear the news
And you never will be told, so I'll keep on lying low
