How can I stand next to you, when I can't get near myself, and when i can't even hear myself, TELL ME HOW CAN I HEAR YOU... it's alright, I'm not asking you to believe in me, I USED TO LOVE THIS WORLD but not so much these days...no one can truly care, they're too busy treading in the water, stil the troubled son, somewhere always still the wounded daughter, I've got NOTHING TO LOSE... standing on my own again...but once the scars have all faded away, only a fool would want them revealed, so I pray I'll a discover the TRUTH IN THE LIES... if you detect an undertone that I would rather be alone, you could try to understand what you could never work out, or put it down to PERSONAL PROBLEMS... you don't have to just surrender your pride, you don't have to end your self-imposed exile and shake all the hands, and smile at the faces, BACK IN GOOD GRACES AGAIN...while the unbearable truth will be revealed inevitably, memories fade BUT THEY'LL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN... so before you take your secrets to the grave, enjoy your Indian Summer ,well HEAVENS ABOVE...the Summer of Love, illusions can't last forever...while you're not gonna change the course of the game that's underway, there's a chance for personal reprieve, maybe there's TIME TO HEAL YOUR PAIN...you rarely notice, but it's funny how the time just slipped away and TOMORROW CAME TODAY and when your god doesn't answer when you call out that name, maybe it's cos at the end of the day, it's god that is PLAYING THE GAME ... and left with the feeling that maybe you just don't enough and ignorance is bliss, SOMEWHERE ELSE IN TIME you will soon be free.