Once you leave home you can never come back
for the doors and the walls are coated in black...

Shingle tingle yellow heart
moving mountins far apart...

Things are getting harder now
Time begins to bind...

Once again here comes the night
sweeping darkness feel him bite...

Dear Lord, the high almighty
I'm not sure your really there...

Whispers they say
of what grows in the dark...

What do you do
When you cant see through...

I no i'm not the first to feel this pain that...
But it doesn't make it easier to get it to restart...

A million words have been through are lips
More than a thousand our fingers have linked...

Nothing is forever
At least that what they say...

You Think You've felt a million things
From day to night and what it brings...

There isn't many things to say
Or many things to do...