Dark Creak
(1)
From the bottom to the top
From the water to the drop
No, I wasn't permanent
I was made for this end
(2)
From the comedown to the climb
Through a window when the ?
No, I wasn't afraid of it
There was never anythin' 'to be empty of
(Chorus)
Are you sick? Or are you well?
Are we in heaven? Or is this hell?
No, I wasn't permanent
I was made for this end
(3)
My shins then my shoulders
My sleepwalker's focus
Cold creeping current
The creak, dark creak
(Chorus)
Are you sick? Or are you well?
Are we in heaven? Or is this hell?
No, I wasn't permanent
I was made for this end
