Lost west of these mountains
She walks the isle highland, defile
Stars blink out directions
Through cloud formations
Some kind of a cold

She reads this language
Half moons, a lantern
No sign of a road

This land is breathing
She sues for meaning
Molecular show

Can't hope to sleep on this restless beat
She keeps coming back
To this place of fear and lack

Can't hope to sleep
All her fears repeat
What you give baby will come back
She goes round and round this Cul de Sac

Can't hope to sleep on this restless beat
She keeps coming back
To this place of fear and lack
Can't hope to sleep
All her fears repeat
It's better to protest
What you can't digest, regurgitate
Back is bowed beneath her heavy load
Lost her map along this lonely road
Loved him when he lack
But he couldn't love her back