nothing helps the raging trigger when it calls
nothing stops the clever digger when he falls
nothing's there to convince the will at all

won't you save me from the down'
won't you throw away this cup that's hanging around'
your ways, not mine, will be found
won't you save me from the down'

something tries to save itself, it seems
something lies beneath the driven dream
something turns lower with the seam

won't you save me from the down'
won't you throw away this cup that's hanging around'
your ways, not mine, will be found
won't you save me from the down'