We realize what matters
When we 're hurting...

It was passed in families
Since most ancient times...

Why not?
Come into my despair...

Reader - the bruder
Don't look for insights...

Lullaby my guilt ,
Tell me what to feel...

The rain is crying outside...
I feel the need to simply hide...

We learn to deal with no ideal.
In worlds of treason's, and smoggy faces...

It's silly in a way
For me to go for you...

There is a brain
We all posses for thinking...

You telling me,
You are a private person...

Smoke is in the air
From the distant fires...

I see right through you
Places you can't see...