Staring in the mirror with two borrowed eyes. Looking for a part of me that's still alive. Waiting for my chest to fall and rise. Standing on the corner with my shirt tucked in. Summer turns to autumn. winter turns to spring. And it all flies by. Like a speeding train. Dead wishes on a broken chain. White roses in a dead man's dream. Down and out. With everything to lose. If these long dead wishes. Never do come true. Waiting for the night to come and chase away. All the flies hovering around my head. With my memories for a pillow. And all my regrets for a bed. Standing on the corner now I'm passed surprise. Yelling out a warning to some passer by. I stand just as God made me. And I lie down in disguise. Dead wishes on a burning lake. White roses for my soul to keep. Diving down with everything to win. If my long since sunken ship. Ever does come in. Down and down we all fall down. And that's how ancient mountains crumble. Time keeps moving slower. Like falling from the sun. Come and knock me over. I keep getting up. Throw a line down to me. Keep hanging on. Standing on the corner don't apologize. You don't have to bow your head or raise your eyes. Or pretend that you don't see me. Dead wishes on a broken chain. White roses in a dead man's dream. Down and out. With everything to lose. If these long dead wishes. These long dead wishes. Ever do come true. Down and down we all fall down. And that's how ancient mountains crumble