Testo Inside - Ray Wilson, Stiltskin

Inside

Swing low in the dark glass hour
You turn and cower see it turn to dust
Move on the stoned dark night
We take to flight
Snowfall turns to rust
Seems an infusion mine like a nursing rhyme
Fat man starts to fall
Here in a hostile place I hear your face starts to call
And if you think that I’ve been losing my way
That’s because I’m slightly blinded
And if you think that I don’t make too much sense
That’s because I’m broken minded
Don’t keep it
If you believe it
Don’t keep it all inside (no, no).
Strong words in a Ganges sky I have to lie
Shadows move in pairs
Ring out from a blue sports car in the shooting yard
Looking through the tears
Out of the black slate time we move in line
But never reach an end
Falling along straight town as the ice comes down
River starts to bend
And if you think that I’ve been losing my way
That’s because I’m slightly blinded
And if you think that I don’t make too much sense
That’s because I’m broken minded
Don’t keep it
If you believe it
Don’t keep it all inside (no, no).
Don’t keep it
If you believe it
Don’t keep it all inside (no, no).
Don’t keep it
If you believe it
Don’t keep it all inside (no, no).