You've been a picture in my mind, you've been a painting on my wall.
And as I close my eyes I swear I hear you call.

You've been every breath I take, you've been every step I make.
On my way out of rhyme.

Twisted up in this madness, drifted out to sea, black is my color.
Blinded by a jaded lie, cursed by foolish pride, dancing in the madness, out of rhyme.

I have been underneath a stone, and I have been broken and alone.
Had I realized I could have made it on my own.

I would have gone long before the storm, took a train instead of cryin in the rain.
Without a name.

Twisted up in this madness, drifted out to sea, black is my color.
Blinded by a jaded lie, cursed by foolish pride, dancing in the madness, out of rhyme.

On the bottom side of a stone, I'm broken and alone.
Candles in the corridor please, take me home.

Twisted up in this madness, drifted out to sea, black is my color.
Blinded by a jaded lie, cursed by foolish pride, dancing in the madness, out of rhyme.

Out of rhyme, out of rhyme, out of rhyme.