And if it's true   there is no cause to be afraid   why are my sheets and slitherings under the bed that I've made   I crash into a wall and break   I planned a trip but    never made it past the sweat and the shades   and if it's true   why is there no light shining through   I'm flawed and flew   but couldnt catch the day anew      if you're so sure    there is no progress to be made   explain the walls and light the switch    the water warming the blade   we crash in spite and for your sake   the one that I messed up   for rectifying this mistake   if you're quite through   I'd like to give the will to you   I'm flawed and flew    but couldnt catch the sun anew      From in the blue   I plan to make a saint of you   I've thought it through   and left instead a borrowed tune