Testo di Take Stock Of What I Have

As my mind darkens I take stock of what I have Stare Stare at my palms and count my limbs Two arms and two legs Wipe the car window clean The ghosts are dancing Just as they were when I was fifteen and the walls would bend Now drown out the howling It's not what you think Please no, don’t follow the riddles They'll lead you to strange places in your head Crawl Crawl my way back For I don't know where’s up and where's down anymore The ghosts are dancing Just as they were when I was fifteen and the walls would bend Now drown out the howling It's not what you think The ghosts are dancing Just as they were when I was fifteen and the walls would bend Now drown out the howling It's not what you think