On this road of life I walk alone,
Forced to contend with the demons in my head...

Always lost inside this place,
Empty promises upon on my face...

Why live in the past,
When this life moves so fast...

Dust collects on the clock hand,
Time frozen to the grain of sand...

Digs pain within your soul.
Filling the air with a morbid odor...

Living with this shame,
Just a shell without a name...

This pain gets so hard to carry,
This sorrow I'm forced to marry...

Your face still appears to me,
Though the image is hard to see...

Your face still appears to me,
Though the image is hard to see...

I'm sorry for what I have become,
In a way I never left that home...

I no longer walk with this pain,
All these years no longer the same...

Lost in this endless tide,
Forgotten intentions is my place to hide...