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