Well my fears are just a little teardrop that keeps me cold
I'll tell you my future after my soul is sold
When I'm sober I seem to be blind
When I'm not I can see what's behind
All the 'lovely things' that people call life

Well I'll dance in the fire
Shine with the stars
My soul will be sewn
Just like the years of a thousand voices I desire
It seems so hard
That I've flown
So far into the purple sky

Being sober will help me
But I doesn't make me see
The nasty things
I used to believe

Now that I am sober
I don't know what's real and what's false
Does anybody out there know?