A cloud is hovering
Standing permanently still
Old ghost that I can't kill
Unfolds a phantom limb to brush against my skin
Draws something from within
Who's only dissipating over time

I have this feeling that I'm never gonna lose
Old voice repeating all the things I can't undo
Things I can't undo
Things I can't undo

Every evening traces fingers up my spine
No changes to unwind
The roots have knotted
Wrap me round and grip me tight
Choke choking in the night
And all relief impossible to find
And all you need is just a little time

And I have this feeling that I'm never gonna lose
Old voice repeating all the things I can't undo
Man on the ceiling is he ever gonna move
I have this feeling that I'm never gonna lose
Never gonna lose
Never gonna lose
Never gonna lose