window again

Alone with my thoughts is a strange place to be, When im stood at the window that looks back in to me, When i was a child at top of a hill, I looked far away and closer in still, Theres dreams in the distance ihear them there me, But when i look in its nightmares i see, Just under my window a stream flows its free, Theres leafs in its eddys there spinning like me, Just wandering around in currents profound, Looking for directions to gather me sound, I often look back at the things that ive done, Only danger and damage to me it was fun, Just punctured my veins to smash in my brains, Im on self destruct oh Jesus im fucked!