It's said by a simple man,
it is what it is...

It's sad but true,
I don't care...

We fall to the wasteland where my blood runs cold,
I let go in my shadow beneath a heart of gold...

Cry,
release me to the wind...

'Cause I'm lost;
and it's all lost to sin; breaking away...

Somedays I'm lost in my sad song,
other words are bitter from the mouth...

Sorry;
for you and for me...

I sleep soundless-when a tree falls it makes no...
time ticks soundly and boldly...

Walking down the veins of my heart;
by the silence of the sky...

I see you everywhere...
I miss you in the fall of Winter...

Can you hear me now?...
when a tree falls it makes no sound...

Raw,
I see every loop hole...