There's a place down west
Of the creek nearby...

Afraid and so alone
Just like she always was...

*for Evan*
Wide awake but I'm still dreaming...

And so it begins
With a crack in the door...

Were we really meant to be
Or did we make a big mistake...

Tension tension apprehension
Apprehension rising rising...

Large doses of adrenaline
Pulsing through my veins...

Everybody knows you
For the tricks and games you play...

I need to face the reason
That everything I've come to be...

Like an antique music box
You make my voice sound old and broken...

I can not touch
I can not feel...

*i couldn't think straight when i was writing this...
I saw you in my dreams...