On the Wall

Unlike the mole
I'm not in a hole
And I can't see anywayJust like a doll
I'm one feet tall
But dolls can't see anywayThe frozen stare
The clothes and hair
These make me taste like a manTied to a door
Chained to a floor
An hour glass grain of sandLife in a sack
Is coming back
I'm like the clock
I'm like the clock
I'm like the clockOn the wall
On the wall
On the wallSwim in the sea
Swim inside me
But you can't swim far awayI never grew
Covered up by you
And nothing grows anywayLife in a sack is coming back
I'm like the clock
I'm like the clock
I'm like the clockOn the wall
On the wall
On the wall[Incomprehensible]