Lyrics

I'm perfectly sane, of that I'm sure For one who's mad could not endure The voices, the voices, the voices that keep In constant chorus, singing to me The melody is simple, though Melancholy, beautiful, slow As I begin to make out words Not to listen, that would be absurd They pull at me, their pull is steep The deep, the deep, the deep, the deep It gets much harder here, it seems To tell the dreamer from the dreams Were I insane I would ignore Their longing call and so therefore My sanity intact, not spent So I continue my descent