Goats in Trees

I was caught inside the wreck
Never found my way out,
I was filled with indifference,
The animals were getting tired
So I sang them a song
‘Cause they promised not to take too long.
I can't find my way back home
I'll listen to you if you want me to,
But you have to share a smoke.
I've been running against the wind,
And I can hear the angels calling,
The madness has been pulling me right
Back out my stride,
I feel the change in the rising tide,
Blood is in the room,
I buried all my wrongs there with my youth.
Don't give up on me now,
I'm on the outside and I'm falling apart.

Pleased to meet you, excuse my hands,
I've been bitten by an enemy that's pretended to be my friend,
No, I never wanted to be like them,
I thought I was just too clever to be brought down to their level
Of misfortuned chagrin.
I don't care about what it's worth,
If you take this burden off my back, I'll follow you to the bloody end.
I've lived my life the way I want,
But no one can tell me they're not afraid of freedom of deliverance.
Will I take it all in stride?
I feel the change in the rising tide,
Someone's in the room,
I buried all my guilt in there with my youth.
Don't give up on me now,
And I'm on the outside,
But it's warm on the outside,
That's a lie,
I don't want to fall apart.

Yeah, well me?
I've been afraid,
I clawed and I fought like hell
The darkest days upon you.
Me? I've gone astray,
My blood was turning to sand
The darkest days upon you.
Yeah, well me? I've been afraid,
The numbness was getting closer
The feverish days upon you.