I'm falling, falling
and what do I see?
Nothing but blackness
that chills me down deep.

I'm clawing, clawing
for some way to escape,
but all exits elude me
to seal my sad fate.

There's screaming, screaming,
and it's tearing my ears;
building up my breakdown
all though these mad years.

I'm crying, crying
for all this to stop,
or this mental insanity
shall run out my clock!

It's fading... fading...
away from my view!
But what I remember
is terribly skewed.

It's peaceful; quiet
in where I am now.
I wonder where life
has gone off to now?

Maybe it's stealing
some poor man's soul,
or off to the races
to put on a show!
If I had to guess
with all that I know,
I'm thinking he might be in China.

Why is my mother
calling me home?
Has the banker stopped by
just to give her a loan?
But before I can think,
my money's been blown
on buying my ticket to Denver.

My sister just went off
to play in the snow...
maybe I'll join her
so nobody knows
that both of us stole
Mrs. Winter's fine clothes
to play a fun game of dress up.

She's calling me over
to play past the river,
so I cautiously cross
as my thoughts start to wither.
I collapse to the ground
as my memory delivers
a final lucid moment:

why is my daughter
sitting right there?
She's holding back crying
while twirling her hair.
She leans in and whispers,
"we truly do care,
and it's okay for you to pass on."

"Emily is off
to play in the woods,"
I say with a smile,
"and that's really no good.
Someone should watch her
so she does as she should
and I'm going to go off and find her."