Coming Up

I’m comin' up to this place to be alone
I’m not shutting off
I’m turning down
I don’t believe in love

Two birds fly up
They found a place where they can be alone
They don’t cry out that they don’t know
And don’t believe in love

Needles for the winds that power the soft blows
A lens that built a fence around the cave
Screaming in the aisles when we don’t know
Who is left to trust the trails we laid

Please don’t look up
For me I am not more than where I stand
I rise just to fall
I’m falling down
I won’t believe in love

Needles for the winds that power the soft blows
A lens that built a fence around the cave
Screaming in the aisles when we don’t know
Who is left to trust the trails we laid

I’m coming up to this place to be alone
I’m not shutting off
I’m turning down
I don’t believe in love