Just 8 miles to go until he finally
becomes free of his past, until, he can...

Sitting on this rock
Water gurgling free...

Eyes glassy as a lonesome soul
cries, alone. Eyes weep red for her...

We used to be the best of friends
Now the time has come for me to break away...

Grasping that beautiful picture
Tightly in both my hands...

Didn't you realise that perfection does not exist...
That "perfection" you so incessantly...

Head buried as he wallows in despair
no longer innocent nor unaware...

Calculating and cold
Always wanting your way...

Used to love you, now it's you I hate
You're always so cold and cruel...

Can you hear it? The sound of betrayal that
lingers outside windows of those who have...

There was a time long ago
When I thought we were meant to be...

Lying to my face each single day
All the time with smiles on your face...