Black marble tiles
Shiny dark eyes
Reflections glooming bright

We can walk for hours
Without knowing where we are
In the Labyrinth of thought

Things get lost
Lost without a trace
In the middle of the chase

Things get lost
An island can be huge
It won't matter to refuse

White marble stairs
Leading nowhere
Overwhelmingly unfair

We can talk for hours
Without knowing what we say
In this silly little game

Things get lost
Lost without a trace
In the middle of the chase

Things get lost
An island can be huge
It won't matter to refuse

Pink marble fire
It might go insane
Addicted to the pain

I can search for hours
But the more I do explore,
the less I know what for

Things get lost
Lost without a trace
In the middle of the chase

Things get lost
An island can be huge
It won't matter to refuse