It seems as though my muse has returned
To help me write again...

The cool winters breeze caresses my soul
As our feet glide over the sand...

There once was a time if I just closed my eyes,
I could see us together as one...

I guess the time has come again
For you to surrender and leave...

This troubled and knowing mind of mine
already knows the end of this tale...

This troubled and knowing mind of mine
already knows the end of this tale...

Cylinder Of Darkness
Tunnel Vision Blind...

Since you have moved forward
To other women and such...