My old wooden chair
In amongst the flames
Alone

I clear my throat to speak
but I can´t say a word
not one.

This girl knew my name,
on a wooden bridge
the water rose.

Woke up on the floor
Poison in my blood
And I´m missing you..

My old wooden chair,
in amongst the crowd,
Alone.

If I can´t tap my foot,
to an honest tune
I´ll run.

I took a leap
Across the creek
the water rose.

Woke up in the sea
With poison in my blood
And I´m missing you..