cut down

seven years wash up behind me, and i'm wondering what the time is, its a question of perception, and i dont want you with hurt, there's an old man in the corner, in his sunk and withered features, see reflections of my future, will you join me there, i'm here to find the watershed, to shake the past away, to drown me in a pool of tears, and start another day, and now i've swallowed down the poison, sister will you still believe me, will you feed me down the serum, will you follow me, a secret haunts my favourite place, so i cut down