Well it's 3 am,
I'm out here riding again
Through the wicked winding streets of my world
I make a wrong turn, brake it, now I'm too far gone
I've got a siren on my tail and that ain't the fine I'm lookin for
I see the stairway so I follow it down
Into the belly of the whale
Where my secrets echo all around
You know me now but to do better than that
You've got to follow me,
Boy I'm trying to show you where I'm at...
Well I've got a mind
For the wicked design
I got a nonstop hole in my head
Imagination
I'm in a building that has two thousand floors, and when they all fall down,
I think you know it's you their fallin' for
I can't forget I am a sole architect
I built the shadows here
I built the growlin' voice I fear
You have it all but to do better than that
You've got to follow me
Boy I'm tryin' to show you where I'm at.
~Poe