Are the rocks underneath your pillow keeping you from sleeping? Are the ghosts at the foot of the bed keeping you from breathing? Is the voice in the back of your head keeping you from hearing? Are the words that we never said Becoming... Echoes across a bowl of tears - will we Scrape the means to cross the bowl of tears? Passengers adrift a bowl of tears - will be A guilty vessel on a bowl of tears Are the weeds underneath your window keeping you from singing? Is the lock on the back of your door keeping you from leaving? Are the hands on the back of your neck keeping you from screaming? Are the words that you never meant Becoming… In a frantic attempt to outwit death We took our coffin ship to the water's edge Wild Beasts in pursuit Wild Beasts in pursuit Scraping the means to traverse the bowl As we boarded our ships in guilty droves Teardrops overflow Teardrops overflow