I can't remember anymore,
how it felt to be so sure...
See what you have become,
strange and unaware...
On top, down low.
I'm stuck, you know...
Behind the paintings of certain people,
you'll find a wooden door of secrecy...
I'm resting in the shell of a broken man,
while i ponder a question i don't understand...
I hear the sounds of waves and the sun,
remember to look for me when it's begun...
Peace is over due,
this time...
I didn't say "i love you",
i said "help me"...
You find it hard to show,
what I need to know...
Winding roads climbing up,
I leave footprints in the mud...
You look in to my eyes and cry,
why do people have to die...
I hold my breath under water,
as I swim along the banks of sand...