Oh, she's waiting to
Fall, she doesn't know where she is at
All, she lets her gaze rest on the
Walls, she doesn't know what to look for
Oh, three knocks on the
Door, she's never seen this woman be -
Fore, she thinks [bad word] but where would she
Go, this ward has no windows.

When you look in your mother's eyes
What do you see?
Do you see her at all?
You know yourself
Or are you acting out of fear?
She needs your help,
Please remember
You're not here alone
You're so far gone
Don't let yourself get lost in here.

So she's written memoirs
Of the minutes before
Hidden under floor boards
Blood ink and crowbar
And as she forgets them
She goes mad once more
"I just want this over
I want to know who you are."