Through the valleys and the hills,
the fields and the trees...

Here in the dark I wait,
with the eternal gloom surrounding me...

How is it
that i can hurt those that are closest to me...

Moving on,
its a part of life...

Wheels spinning,
rubber burning...

I'm finally free,
this burden that weighed me down...

Why is it that sorry is always that hardest word...
to back down and acknowledge you were wrong...

I lie here now,
looking up to the ceiling...

*I found this and quite a few others in the back...
I look around me...

*I found this and quite a few others in the back...
The fun...

*I found this and quite a few others in the back...
Raindrops...

*I found this and quite a few others in the back...
Why is life so harsh...