Crawling Deeper

I'm crawling deeper in this hole where it's too cramped to move like you do
 And where the echoes blend my words into a language of their own
 And I think the corners I am turning dull my lantern to the outside
 And the less that you remember me, the more this path is overgrown
 And the way back is just a lucky break that
 Connects me to the dressing up of melody, the bite of infidelity
 And I'd long to swallow one more old song
 Pretending that I have a chance to make you care about this failing solitaire
 Where I'm in here and you're out there
 'Cause I'm crawling deeper in, into my own skin
 Where there's no one to chase away
 Or to guess the next thing that I say
 I'm invisible to you, to your bird's eye view
 I know the angle all too well
 It's how I saw before I fell
 And now it's not so hard to tell
 I'm crawling deeper in myself
 And these corridors are veined with every word we've ever spoken
 And the story that they tell is just a wheel within a wheel
 But every time I think I'm crossing into where you cannot find me
 You are always right behind me, half inside me, half unreal
 I forget all the skies and crocus petals
 A time without retreating like a refugee from such imagined treachery
 Now silent, I'm searching out this island
 Pretending that I have a chance to make it where the morning's not recycled air
 And you're more than a prayer
 Because I'm crawling deeper in, into my own skin
 Where there's no one to chase away
 Or to guess the next thing that I say
 I'm invisible to you, to your bird's eye view
 I know the angle all too well
 It's how I saw before I fell
 But now it's not so hard to tell
 I'm crawling deeper in myself