I Turn Into an Obstacle

Like a storm cloud
You always follow me around
You always follow me around

And I am falling
I fall into another hole
I turn into an obstacle

In your hallway
The one that you have always known
The one without a telephone

So tomorrow
We meet before the words gets old
We leave before the blood gets cold

There's a stone throw
There are fabrics I could never break
There is beautiful catastrophes

For your sorrow
I fall into another hole
I turn into an obstacle