Taken

Sweetie, are you with me?
Are you dancing in the wind?
Are you spinning,
are you learning,
are you holding my hand?
Are you comforting and
conquering,
will you take me as I am?

It's nothing more than the weight of the world.
I'm just another girl, wandering lonely and
losing myself,
losing my ground.

It's nothing more than the weight of the world, and I'm
just another girl.
You stole me from heaven
and you
saved me from hell.
Will you take their offerings?
Give back the feeling
to my words and my limbs,
move through the motions of the living.

You stole me from Heaven
to save me from Hell.
What goes up must come down but we're
all around and now I'm
falling.
We're falling.
In an orbital hypnosis,
twirling around their tricky fingers.

Sticky cobwebs
and God-webs
that we've yet to escape;
illusions of the mind are the
very worst kind.

Are you with me?
Am I breathing?
Is this all that's left?
This numb feeling in my chest,
and my senses have fled the scene.
Will you
take their offerings?