A cloud is hovering, standing permanently still Old ghost that I can't kill Unfolds a phantom limb to brush against my skin Draws something from within Who's only dissipating over time And I have this feeling that I'm never gonna lose An old voice repeating all the things I can't undo Things I can't undo, things I can't undo And every evening traces fingers up my spine No chances to unwind, the roots have knotted Wrap me 'round and grip me tight Choke choking in the night And all relief impossible to find And I- and all you need is just a little time And I have this feeling that I'm never gonna lose An old voice repeating all the things I can't undo Man on the ceiling is he ever gonna move? I have this feeling that I'm never gonna lose Never gonna lose, never gonna lose Never gonna lose, never gonna lose Never gonna lose, never gonna lose Never gonna lose, never gonna lose