Vital signs?
They are all there...

A life of only joy and happiness
A childhood without worries...

I see a boy
standing there...

The demons from my past
Have returned to reignite the fear...

The winter wind pushes through the crowds
Another gloomy day awaits...

Oppressed, exploited, slavery
The homeland of our ancestors...

I wise man once said to me
"the man whom spends his life searching for...

To live without air
To sing without a voice...

I sit in the grassy field
the wind blows...

You threw the phone
and yelled in agony...

I suppose it was my fault
that this all fell apart...

When I think of you
My smile gets a little bigger...