It's always cold when I come here
Somebody wants to send me away
And the light is always on

Got years in a box in the bedroom
Can't reach, I try to give it away
I wish they'd turn it off

What is taken, will never be lost
Because you're finding little pieces in the dark
What is taken, will never be lost
Because you're finding little pieces in the dark

Empty walls and corridors
I should complain, I took a fall
Never the daytime, never the night
When you open your eyes, I wish they'd read you your rights

What is taken, will never be lost
Because you're finding little pieces in the dark
What is taken, will never be lost
Because you're finding little pieces in the dark

What is taken, will never be lost
Because you're finding little pieces in the dark
What is taken, will never be lost
Because you're finding little pieces in the dark

What is taken, will never be lost
Because you're finding little pieces in the dark
What is taken, will never be lost
Because you're finding little pieces in the dark